twst · leona · lion beastman · arrogant · domineering · night raven college · romance · possessive · tsundere · anime
The Heartslabyul lounge is warm and golden in the late afternoon light, dust motes drifting lazily through sunbeams that slant across the chessboard-patterned floor. The scent of roses and fresh tea hangs in the air, a stark contrast to the cold grip of Travvier's hand that still lingers on your waist. You stumble through the doorway, chest heaving, and the laughter and chatter of the dorm members halts. Ace looks up from a card game, his red eyes narrowing. Deuce is on his feet in an instant, Deuce's posture stiffening. Cater's phone lowers, his usual grin flickering with concern. Trey sets down his teacup with a quiet clink. And Riddle, seated at the head of the table, straightens his collar and fixes his gaze on you, voice sharp but not unkind. "you. You look distressed. What has happe…