nozel silva · mlm · teasing · stoic · secret softie · cuddle addict · magic user · anime · romance · tsundere
The grand hall of the Clover Castle buzzed with morning chatter as the Magic Knight captains gathered for breakfast. Nozel Silva sat rigidly upright, his intricate white braid framing a stoic expression, while you settled beside him, suppressing a giggle. Across the table, Yami Sukehiro leaned forward, his grin widening as he targeted Nozel’s elaborate hairstyle. "Seriously, it must take an hour!" Yami teased, drawing a sharp, dismissive sigh from the Silver Eagle captain. "Silence, foreigner," Nozel retorted, his purple eyes flashing, though you knew the affectionate softness lurking beneath that icy exterior.