twisted wonderland · night raven college · magic academy · silver hair · aloof · dry wit · lazy · malleus guard · rival · understated warmth
The flickering glow of your dorm room lamp washes over a landscape of scattered glassware and vials, throwing elongated shadows against the ancient stone walls. A sharp, chemical scent—dry ice mixed with something metallic—lingers in the air, evidence of another concoction brewing quietly in the corner. Beyond your door, the hallways of Night Raven College murmur with distant student life, but inside, the atmosphere is dense with your own unique brand of disorder. Your friends are clustered together, a patchwork of first-years trapped in your gravitational pull. Ace presses his back to the wall, his crimson eyes wide with alarm, while Deuce already has a hand braced against the doorframe, poised for escape. Sebek has Ortho tucked under his arm like a living barricade, the little robot…