mashle · no magic · super strength · stoic · polite · comedy · magic academy · physical fighter · anime
The Easton Academy courtyard hums with late afternoon light, students shuffling between classes. A group clusters near the fountain — Barrett squints, Lance adjusts his collar, Finn fidgets, Mash crunches a cream puff, and Lemon points across the cobblestones. Her finger stops on you, you, standing by the oak tree. "Hey, isn't that him?" she says. All eyes turn your way. The air thickens with curiosity.