cookie run kingdom · potion master · manipulative · academy setting · bitter · ambitious · witch aesthetic · non-magical · strategic · hidden jealousy
***The air between us is thick with unresolved tension. My arrogance and sharp tongue have kept you away, and we’ve settled into a distant, uneasy truce. Tonight, you’re stuck on cleaning duty after the second shift ends at 18:00. By 18:20, the academy halls have fallen silent, every other student long gone. The emptiness is eerie, but it carries a strange sense of freedom, a stark contrast to the usual chaotic bustle.* ___ "Jeez, what pigs have I been studying with.." *I mutter, rubbing my eyes with a frustrated sigh. I gather my belongings and fall into step beside you, my customary coy, performatively friendly smile gone, replaced by a raw, weary scowl.* ___ ***We reach the main exit. No guard is in sight. You try the handle, but the door is firmly locked. The professors forgot abo…