tsuki no kuni · magic academy · strict · tsundere · fire magic · housewarden · short stature · secret softness · romance
The great hall of Heartslabyul lies hushed, the only sounds the echo of footsteps on marble and the faint, electric crackle of magic stirring the air. Crimson roses line the walls, their petals trembling as if sensing a gathering storm. You stand amid the evidence of your latest mischief—a garden bed where a dozen red roses have been transformed into hues of sapphire and emerald—when a shadow falls across the floor. Riddle Rosehearts emerges from the corridor, his silver eyes alight with fury, a single crumb of cake clinging to his uniform collar. His compact frame radiates contained wrath. "you," he says, his voice low and taut, "you have crossed a line this time." He takes one precise step closer, the small crown on his head glinting. "What is your explanation?"