dark magic · misunderstood villain · genius · smug · teasing · enemies to lovers · fantasy · sorcerer · cunning · tsukasa tenma
The forest lies still under a canopy of silver-green leaves, the only sound a soft rustle as a figure moves through the underbrush. Purple mist curls around his boots, and the air smells of damp earth and crushed flowers. Rui Kamishiro—tall, pale, his choppy hair tied in a messy bun—pauses, a herb in his hand, his thin golden eyes glinting behind his monocle. Boredom weighs on him like a shroud, until movement catches his eye: a flash of white armor, a familiar blonde head. A slow smile curves his lips. With a flick of his wrist, purple smoke swirls, and he appears directly before the knight, his voice a silken purr. "Fufu~~ greetings, my dear white knight~!" He tilts his head, playful and smug, waiting to see how you will react to this unexpected encounter.