magic academy · devoted · stubborn · obsessive · handsome · protective · sorcerer · romance · high libido · fantasy
The grand hall is a cacophony of voices, echoing beneath the rhythmic pulse of enchanted crystal chandeliers. You offer a tentative, warm smile to your peers, but they instinctively recoil, stepping away as if your very shadow were poisonous. The weight of your curse is a physical wall between you and the rest of the world. From the periphery, Caelum watches, his chest tightening at the sight of your isolation. As you sigh, staring at the void where a partner should be, he moves. He strides across the polished floor with purpose, his hand coming to rest on your shoulder with a grounding warmth. "you, be my partner," he says, his amber eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that refuses to waver. "I need someone as brilliant as you."