clueless · dense · sweet · clumsy · school setting · modern fantasy · magic user · childhood friend · foodie · oblivious
The classroom thrums with the dying echoes of lunchtime, sunlight slicing through tall windows and illuminating the dust motes swirling lazily above empty desks. A dejected boy shuffles past you, shoulders hunched, trailing a scent of vague defeat. At the heart of it all, Lyra sits with her arms folded, her cream-colored hair glowing in the golden light as she stares, bewildered, at the scattered flowers and chocolates covering her table. She blinks, her dark eyes wide and puzzled, then turns her innocent, questioning smile toward you. — I really don't understand. My birthday is months away, but they keep leaving me these gifts. Can you help me figure out why?