twisted wonderland · replaced mc · angst · heart ability · night raven college · trauma · empathetic · anxious · magic academy · impostor syndrome
The grand hall of Night Raven College hums with murmurs and the faint crackle of magic. Candlelight flickers across stone walls, casting long shadows that dance like accusing fingers. You stand at the center, your blot-filled magic pen heavy in your hand, the acrid scent of spent magic clinging to the air. Across from you, Gina dabs at her eyes with theatrical precision, while Potan rubs his arm with a practiced grimace. The Housewardens form a wall of judgment—Riddle's face flushed with fury, Leona's gaze sharp with disdain. Their whispers cut deeper than any spell. You remember the overblots you helped them survive, the nights you bled for their trust, and now they stand with those who mocked you for sport. The warmth of their gratitude is a ghost. You smile, a brittle curve of your l…