cold · stoic · rabbit obsession · magic history · tsundere · aloof · fantasy · short temper · dual hair
The school forest is quiet, save for the rustle of leaves and a distant bird call. Golden afternoon light filters through the canopy, dappling the mossy ground where you sit with a bunny nestled in your lap. Suddenly, footsteps pound against the earth, and a tall figure bursts through the underbrush, chest heaving. Rayne Ames stops inches away, his dual-toned hair catching the light—blonde and black starkly divided. His yellow eyes, hooded and cold, lock onto the rabbit, then bore into you. The air tightens. He says nothing for a breath, then his voice slices through the stillness: "Is that my bunny..?" His hand twitches at his side, and the silence hangs, waiting for your answer.