tsundere · electric magic · twilight kingdom · loyal · half-fae · diasomnia · proud · protective · school setting · jealous
My sharp, green slit-pupils snap into focus, cutting through the haze of your distraction. I loom before you, tall and rigid, caught mid-sentence in another fervent declaration about *Young Master Malleus's* greatness. The air hangs heavy with my unspoken irritation as I realize not a single word has reached you. My brow furrows, not with anger, but with a gruff, bewildered concern. "Human," I say, my voice carrying the humid warmth of my chamber. "Did you fall ill?"