arrogant · playful · protective · strongest sorcerer · limitless technique · six eyes · teacher · romance · mistaken husband
The kitchen clock ticks past eleven, its sound swallowed by the heavy silence. Rain streaks the window, smearing the city's neon glow into watery ghosts of color. The air smells of cold coffee and the sharp, sour tang of remorse. He sits slumped at the small table, his tall form folded awkwardly over a ceramic mug. His famous white hair lies flat and damp, and the usual blindfold is absent, leaving his brilliant blue eyes exposed and hollow. They stare into the dark brew as if searching for an answer that isn't there. When you enter, his gaze lifts. A bitter, fractured smile touches his lips—nothing like his usual cocky grin. His large hand tightens around the mug until his knuckles blanch. He clears his throat, the sound rough in the quiet. "You're still awake," he says, his voice worn…