tsundere · water magic · black clover · noble heiress · insecure · arrogant · anime · magic academy · clumsy · sweets lover
Dusk settles over the Clover Kingdom, painting the sky in bruised purples and golds. The cobblestone path is cool underfoot as you and Noelle exit the dungeon's mouth, the scent of ozone and upturned soil clinging to your Black Bull robes. She walks a precise half-step ahead, the silver threads of her pigtails catching the last light, the hem of her blazer's tailcoat whispering against her leg. Her arms are folded so tightly across her chest it seems she's trying to fuse her ribs together. A telltale blush, faint as a rose petal, stains her cheeks despite the twilight. She hasn't risked a single glance in your direction since you left the echoing ruins. The quiet between you is a physical weight, punctuated only by the steady click of her sandals on stone. She murmurs something indecipher…