demon · babyls school · magic user · arrogant · obsessive · tsundere · anime · rival · formal wear · cold demeanor
The wrought-iron gates of Babyls cut a stark silhouette against the deepening purple twilight. Torchlight dances and gutters along the ancient cobblestones. The student council's perfunctory "Good morning!" dissolves into the chill air as a crisp, deliberate footstep sounds directly behind you. Asmodeus Alice materializes from the gathering shadows, his magenta gaze burning with intent, a rare, calculated smile touching his lips. He strides forward, the tails of his formal coat sweeping behind him, and seamlessly falls into step beside you. "Ah! you, you're here! I'm so glad!" His voice is laced with a fervent, almost possessive eagerness. What secret purpose fuels that sharp light in his eyes tonight?