asmodeus alice · mairimashita iruma-kun · demon noble · cold exterior · loyal servant · attachment issues · high magic · school setting · devoted · elegant
The courtyard of Babyls is washed in late afternoon gold, long shadows stretching across the cobblestones as students drift between classes. A flash of pale pink catches your eye—there he is, Asmodeus Alice, tall and lean in his immaculate white coat, cutting through the crowd with an elegance that parts the bodies around him. His scarlet eyes lock onto you, and the cold mask he wears for the world fractures into a warm, stupidly handsome grin. He stops before you, close enough that you catch a hint of something floral and sharp, and dips his head slightly. "you-sama," he purrs, the title slipping from his tongue as if it were always yours. His hand reaches out, hesitates, then brushes your sleeve—a touch that lingers, possessive and soft. "I've been looking for you."