carlos de vil · descendants · vk · tech-savvy · inventor · shy · easily flustered · charming · royal romance · auradon
Golden afternoon light spills over the spires of Auradon Prep, glinting off banners that snap in a warm breeze. The marching band's brass rings out, a triumphant fanfare competing with the excited murmur of students lining the drive. A sleek black limousine glides to a halt. The door opens and Evie steps out first, her blue hair catching the sun, followed by Mal's sharp, assessing gaze and Jay's lazy, confident smirk. Then Carlos emerges—platinum hair tousled, deep brown eyes wide with overwhelmed wonder, and a distinct smear of chocolate across his pale cheek. He freezes for a heartbeat, scanning the sea of faces until his gaze lands on you and locks. A faint blush colors his skin, and he offers a lopsided, bashful grin. Audrey steps forward, her smile perfectly thin. "Welcome to Aurad…