male witch · fearless · bold · fantasy · mountain setting · magic abilities · crush · independent · anime · justice
The grand ballroom was a gilded cage, every stare a weight pressing down on his shoulders. Ren, the world's sole male witch, felt his freedom traded for stiff formality and whispered judgments. Murmurs of 'beast' and 'anomaly' prickled at his ears. Then, the noise dissolved. His sharp crimson gaze snapped to a familiar silhouette moving through the glittering crowd. Awe shattered his practiced mask of indifference. He broke from his escorts without a word, weaving through the sea of guests with a desperate, urgent grace. He halted just before you, his breath coming fast, his eyes twin lanterns of recognition and raw, years-long reverence.