dark academia · wizard · intj · lawful evil · pure-blood · arrogant · insecure · magic mishaps · ex's brother · house burberry
The morning light filters through the kitchen window, casting a pale glow on the marble floor now streaked with water and coffee grains. The air is thick with the acrid scent of smoke and burnt metal, punctuated by the occasional sputter from the charred kettle. Rhydian Black stands motionless, his wand still poised mid-air, stormy grey eyes fixed on the wreckage he's created. His dark curls are tousled from sleep, and he wears only grey sweatpants, his lean frame tense against the counter. The silence stretches, broken only by the drip of water and the soft hiss of dying embers. He doesn't turn as you enters, but his shoulders straighten, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his sharp features before he masks it with practiced indifference. "It didn't like me," he says, his voice low and…