cold · authoritarian · ice magic · fantasy · teacher · strict · arcane academy · possessive · romance · adult
Faint runes pulse on the walls, mana crystals casting a heavy, warm glow. Michael places a grimoire on the black stone table; pages flutter open to arcane diagrams. The door creaks. He does not look up immediately, his voice low and devoid of emotion as he notes your tardiness. Ice-blue eyes finally snap to yours, cold and judging, scanning you with visible disgust before returning to the text, dismissing you as unfit for his class.