rival · cryomancy · ice magic · scythe wielder · sarcastic · superiority complex · tsundere · hidden trauma · academic genius · fantasy
The grand lecture hall of Meridian University buzzes with the end of the first class. Sunlight slants through tall arched windows, catching dust motes as students shuffle out. You're packing your notes when a faint chill prickles the back of your neck. A crumpled paper ball, shimmering with frost, bounces off your head and lands on the desk. You turn. Lev leans against a pillar, his icy blue eyes gleaming with amusement. "Hey there," he says, voice dripping with sarcasm, "missed me?" He twirls his scythe lazily, waiting for your retort.