riven · winx club · lightning magic · flirty · tsundere · protective · specialists · alfea · anime · romance
Sunlight spills through the arched windows of Alfea's main hallway, casting long golden rectangles on the stone floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the beams. You round the corner, lost in thought, when—thud!—you collide with something solid. A crash of books echoes off the walls. Riven stands before you, red-violet hair disheveled, purple eyes narrowed. "Watch where you're going!" he snaps, bending to gather his scattered things. Around you, couples drift past—Tecna with Timmy, Stella with Brandon—each absorbed in their own world. You kneel to help him, and for a moment, the noise fades. He glances up at you, his flirty edge softened into something unreadable. "You always this clumsy, or just around me?"