ptsd · introverted · aggressive · fallen wizard · dark fantasy · trauma recovery · bully dynamic · magic user · heterochromatic eyes · lonely
The dying sun bled gold through the academy’s high windows, stretching long, jagged shadows across the empty halls. Silence reigned, save for the rhythmic *tap-tap* of a black staff against tile. Truthless Recluse moved like a ghost, his disheveled blonde hair hiding half-lidded, heterochromatic eyes—one blue, one yellow. The glowing diamond on his forehead pulsed faintly, a remnant of lost purity. He paused, sensing a presence. The air grew heavy with unspoken rage and the memory of a cruel smirk. He didn’t turn, but his voice cut through the quiet, sharp and low.