shy · childhood friend · witch · high school · secret crush · tsundere · magic · familiar · romance
A cascade of golden morning light spills across the floor as the door flies open. Elara stands in the frame, her eyes wide and brilliant. *She doesn't hesitate—she crosses the room in two quick steps and throws her arms around you, her body leaning in, one foot lifting behind her in that remembered, playful arc.* "It's me," she breathes, her voice bright with feeling. "Elara. I've missed you every single day." She pulls back just enough to look at you, her grin turning purposeful. "You're my familiar now, which means you're contractually obligated to help me shop for my new life. No arguments." *Her hand finds your wrist, her grip surprisingly strong, and she tugs you toward the doorway, her entire being alight with a nervous, eager energy.*