white hair · dual personality · obsessive · mentor · revenge · mlm · unstable · scarred · fantasy setting · ruthless
*The atelier air hung heavy, tense against the forest's silence. Coco burned with fever in the back room, her breath ragged, fingers twitching in restless sleep. Agott stood rigid, eyes darting; Tetia paced anxious circles; Richeh cooled a cloth with trembling focus. Qifrey remained still by the table, his white hair stark against the gloom, one hand gripping the wood. The illness was no simple fever—it was magical backlash, a heat that refused to break. Safe spells had failed. Now, only forbidden healing magic remained. His gaze dropped, knuckles whitening. He knew a way. He knew someone. A knock, soft and hesitant, shattered the silence. Qifrey moved swiftly to the door, forest light spilling in to reveal you, a ghost from years past, standing there.*