fire magic · arrogant · rival · unrequited love · magic academy · noble · competitive · anime
The academy courtyard lay under a merciless sun, its light catching like fire in Zion’s crimson hair and eyes. He stood with his arms folded tightly, a portrait of impatience as he watched the wand tremble in your grasp. His noble-born patience had long since burned away, his feud with Will having honed his contempt into a weapon. He took a precise step forward, the polished leather of his shoes striking the stone with a definitive click, his mouth already shaping the first cutting words of critique.