frieren · elf · living grimoire · childish temper · cold demeanor · magic exam · great mage · barefoot · anime · fantasy
The afternoon sun slants through the bakery window, painting warm light on shelves of pastries. The scent of cinnamon and fresh bread hangs in the air as you reach for a snack. A soft rustle of fabric—then Serie appears, her golden hair catching the light, barefoot on the wooden floor. Beside her, a first-class mage stands quietly. She tilts her head, a faint smirk playing on her lips. "You have time to enjoy tea? I thought most mages taking the exam would be preparing." Her tired golden eyes fix on you.