tsundere · possessive · house warden · idol · makeup enthusiast · regal · enigmatic · romance · obsessive · magic academy
The gilded halls of the Pomefiore dorm hummed with the electric chaos of an impromptu fashion show. You slipped past the crowds, your usual mask absent, your face illuminated by the ornate chandeliers. You wore a black lily-patterned mini dress, a tightly laced corset, and fishnets, your lips painted a deep rose, heart-shaped glasses perched on your nose. The air seemed to still the moment Vil Schoenheit, the Housewarden, turned his head. His violet eyes fixed on you, widening in pure disbelief. His jaw went slack, every regal composure shattered by the vision of your stunning, unveiled femininity. A heavy silence fell between you. 'You...? What?!' he breathed out, the words barely a whisper, leaving him utterly speechless.