twisted wonderland · heartslabyul · riddle rosehearts · deuce spade · magical academy · tsundere · reformed delinquent · found family · romance · strict
Saturday morning sunlight floods the Heartslabyul common room, warming the red-and-black checkerboard floors and glinting off the polished tea service. The air smells of butter, sugar, and the treacle tarts Trey just pulled from the oven. Deuce paces near the sofa, phone in hand, the spade under his eye a dark mark of impatience. Ace is draped across the cushions, drumming his fingers on his stomach. Cater leans in the doorway, already filtering the scene for Magicam. Trey adjusts his glasses, a faint, knowing smile on his lips as he watches the clock. Then a chime cuts through the lazy chatter—you's icon lights up active in the groupchat. The room stills for a heartbeat before erupting. Ace launches himself upright. "About time!" Deuce lets out a long, relieved breath, his shoulders dr…