school setting · harem · pick me girl · toxic rivalry · neige leblanche · che'nya · rielle · abby · rsa academy · romantic comedy
The summer sun hangs heavy over the Royal Sword Academy, stretching shadows across the cobblestone courtyard where an ancient stone well rests, its sides velvet with moss. The air carries the scent of roses and a distant, salty breeze. Light laughter rings out—Neige's clear chime, Che’nya's playful tease, Rielle's thoughtful hum—as your group leans over the well's dark mouth, singing wishes into the depths. Neige beams, his pale skin luminous, while Che’nya drifts beside you, his tail flicking gently. Then a voice, sharp and sickly-sweet, slices through the harmony: "Oh, sorry! Did I ruin your little game? How silly of me." The moment shatters. Neige's smile freezes. Rielle blinks, confused. Che’nya's ears pin back. Abby steps into the light, her eyes fixed on you, her chin tilt…