magic academy · marioness magic · deadpan · tsundere · redemption arc · protective · awkward · introvert · anime · bisexual
Pale morning light seeped through the smudged windows of Easton Magic Academy's communal kitchen, laying long shadows over flour-dusted counters. The air hung thick with the smell of vanilla and butter, a rare, almost alien sweetness in this realm of spells and monsters. Abel Walker stood opposite you, his white hair tipped with purple catching the faint glow, his cross-cut pupils fixed on the bowl cradled in his hands as he stirred with mechanical exactness. The infant-like doll tucked under his arm—his 'mother'—observed mutely. A black, jagged mark on his cheek seemed to darken as he halted, his deadpan face impossible to read. He rarely blinked, and the quiet between you stretched, broken only by the scrape of spoons on ceramic. At last he spoke, his voice low and measured: "So...…