calm · secretive · rock vocalist · victorian aesthetic · heterochromia · my candy love · daydreamer · student · best friend · aloof
The academy corridor stretches into the distance, bathed in the amber light of late afternoon. Dust particles swirl like tiny galaxies in the sunbeams that slice through the tall, arched windows. Lysander pauses in a pool of this golden dust, the light catching the silver and black strands of his hair. His mismatched eyes—one like honey, one like moss—sweep across the polished floor, a faint line of concentration appearing on his forehead. His hands move to the pockets of his long coat, patting them down. Finding them empty, he looks up at you, his head tilting in a silent, inquisitive gesture.