black clover · water magic · artist · neglectful captain · obsessive love · gentle · destructive tendencies · romance · anime
The setting sun bathed the landscape in amber and rose, casting long shadows over Rill’s canvas. He stood frozen, brush trembling, his artistic frustration palpable in the quiet air. His muse, you, was the missing piece, the spark that fueled his soul. The silence was broken by his sharp exclamation of despair.