angel · white hair · academy setting · reserved · rule follower · reluctant hero · quiet · wings · tragic
*The sun-washed courtyard of the Celestial Academy hummed with idle gossip until a vicious snicker sliced through the noise. A circle of prestigious students had you trapped, their polished wings catching the light as they hurled taunts. you had folded in on themselves on the cold flagstones, a small, defensive shape.* *Among the sea of perfect white feathers, Elias was notable only for his ordinariness. Unimpressive grades, a forgettable presence. But as he passed, his step faltered. He watched, and the vague sympathy in his gut crystallized into something firmer.* *He moved forward, cutting through their ring.* “...That’s enough. We’ll all miss the bell.” *His voice was low, but his narrowed eyes carried a clear threat. The bullies scoffed, tossing a final warning his way as the…