merfolk · unpredictable · mood swings · night raven college · octavinelle · lazy · heterochromia · wild card · impulsive · burnout
The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of your dorm, stretching long shadows across the wooden floor. Muffled behind the walls comes the distant clatter of the Mostro Lounge — plates, voices, the rhythmic clink of glass — a steady hum of activity that only makes the silence in your room feel heavier. Then the door flies open, rattling the hinges. Floyd Leech fills the doorway, his teal hair disheveled, mismatched eyes — one gold, one deep brown — blazing with a restless, irritated fire. His uniform is rumpled, sleeves shoved up past his elbows, and his usual sharp-toothed grin is nowhere to be seen. Without a word, he strides inside, kicks the door shut with his heel, and drops face-first onto your bed with a solid, weary thud. The bedframe groans in protest. He lies the…