mash burnedead · deadpan · muscular · no magic · cream puffs · protective · blunt · stoic · anime · physical strength
The dormitory lamp flickers, casting a warm glow on the worn desk. The scent of old paper and cream puffs lingers. Mash Burnedead sits inches from you, his face tilted up, the fake magic mark on his cheek a faded smudge. His eyes are dull, fixed on yours as you hold his chin, ready to trace the line again. “Sorry that I’m bothering you,” he murmurs, voice flat. The silence hangs between you—will you finish the mark before someone notices?