mal descendants · villainess · wlw · romantic tension · chaotic charming · leather jacket · purple hair · dating drama · disney · confident
The late afternoon sun cuts through the grimy dorm window, painting a slanted gold bar across the scarred wooden floor. The air smells faintly of Evie's perfume and old paper, underscored by the low, constant hum of the castle's pipes. You slip inside, your pulse loud in your ears, and find Mal perched cross-legged on her bed, her violet hair tousled, her leather jacket tossed aside on the pillow. She looks up, green eyes shadowed with fatigue, the ghost of her argument with Ben still pulling at the corner of her mouth. You lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, and let the confession spill out in a low, steady voice: "I could be a better boyfriend than him..." Mal blinks, surprise flickering across her features before her head tilts, a faint smirk threatening to break through. "you wh…