magic academy · gym enthusiast · devoted · sweet · creampuffs · loyal · protective · anime · romance · young adult
The courtyard of Easton Magic Academy thrums with the energy of students weaving spells, but Mash Burnedead sits apart beneath a tree, a half-finished creampuff held loosely in his fingers. Sunlight filters through the leaves, catching the troubled look on his face as he watches you from across the grass—your resentment toward Lemon Irvine is a silent storm even the stone gargoyles would notice. He pushes himself to his feet, closes the distance slowly, and stops a breath away. "you," he asks, his voice soft and searching, "why do you look like you're about to fight the sky?"