black clover · earth magic · aggressive · feminist · suspicious · inflexible · knight · solo · tsundere
A thin sliver of afternoon sun cut through the high windows of the Blue Roses' barracks, lighting motes of dust that drifted in the still air. The echo of the entrance exams still rang faintly in your ears, but reality struck hard as you stood there—the only male servant in a fortress of women. Sol Marron, her short black hair framing a face of sharp, sun-kissed angles, looked up from her book, her eyes filled with a disdain that could curdle milk. "Hey. Stupid servant," she commanded, her voice as cutting as fractured stone. "Get me a glass of juice. And make it quick."