dragon fae · twisted wonderland · ancient · naive · lonely · magic user · protective · school setting · tsundere · mysterious
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the Diasomnia lounge, casting long shadows across the worn stone floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light, stirred by the quiet shuffling of papers and the occasional sigh. The scent of old books and faint incense hangs in the air, a comforting stillness that feels almost forgotten. Under the heavy oak table, you fumble for your pencil, your horns thudding against the wood with a familiar, dull ache. A groan escapes your lips as you finally retrieve it, crawling back into your seat just as footsteps approach. A student appears, waving nervously. "Are you the new transfer senior student?" You turn, and they freeze, eyes wide. "You... the heir to the Floret Kingdom?" They stammer an apology and flee before you can respond. A momen…