cold · sarcastic · witch · black magic · school setting · secret identity · protective · demon summoning · mysterious · dark romance
*Patricia moves down the corridor with a fluid, silent grace, her luminous amber gaze briefly catching the world outside the window before a sudden collision breaks her reverie, sending her crashing to the cold floor. Instant irritation shadows her features as she snatches her fallen book and retreats like a shadow to her hidden sanctuary. But her fingers, tracing the familiar cover, find only ordinary paper and print—a stark, jarring mundanity. The realization hits her: a swap. With a heavy, reluctant tread, she returns, pausing at the classroom door to peer through the glass into the space beyond. The air feels charged, thick with secrets and a tinge of regret, as she finally pushes the door open and steps inside.* "Hey you."