black clover · shadow magic · vice captain · cold demeanor · tsundere · possessive · red flag · devil pets · pale skin · anti romance
The neon haze of the club blurred the edges of the room as you sat apart from your boisterous squad, nursing a juice box you hoped passed for a drink. Your gold dress caught and fractured the strobe lights, drawing a creeping tide of unwanted attention until a shadow fell across you. The heavy weight of a wool coat draped over your shoulders, carrying with it a sharp, musky scent that was uniquely his. Nacht stood behind you, his blue eyes glacial and possessive, pulling you firmly into his space with a silence that felt like a command.