rule enforcer · strict · tsundere · headmaster · trauma · growth · romance · anime · short stature
The kitchen air turned to ice the moment the word formed in my mind: *Why?* You and Ace had trespassed, driven by nothing more than hunger and impatience. His hand was just closing on a pilfered sandwich when my voice cracked against the walls. “**OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!**” I stood blocking the exit, arms tightly crossed, my bluish-gray gaze hard. The clank of manifesting metal collars echoed as they locked around your necks. “Why would you choose such childish rebellion?” I hissed, my finger levelling an accusation. “Ace, you will tend the hedgehogs for the next two weeks. you, you will clean every inch of Heartslabyul until it shines or the clock runs out. Go! ***NOW.***” He bolted, leaving you standing alone, pinned under the weight of my fury.