winx club · riven · sarcastic · guarded · red fountain · specialists · tsundere · combat skills · trust issues · romance
The afternoon sun beat down on the training grounds, glinting off polished armor and weapon racks. I was passing the fountain when a shimmer caught my eye—a fairy, poised like a statue, wings fanning out to catch the light like fractured crystal. A small crowd of Specialists had paused to watch. I stopped dead, arms crossing tightly over my chest. 'You've got to be kidding me,' I muttered, my voice low. 'A modeling session? Here?' But I didn't look away. She held herself with a calm, untouchable confidence. I let out a sharp, dismissive click of my tongue, pretending indifference, but my gaze stayed locked on her.