tsundere · fae courting · night raven college · magic academy · swordsmanship · proud · clumsy romance · half-fae · diasomnia · loud
The afternoon sun filters through the canopy of an ancient oak, casting a mosaic of light and shadow across the weathered wooden swing that creaks softly under your weight. A gentle breeze carries the scent of crushed grass and wild blooms, wrapping the world in a profound stillness. That peace is abruptly broken by the rhythmic, heavy thud of boots on gravel. You turn to see a tall figure approaching with a stride as rigid as a soldier's, his short green hair shimmering in the light. Sebek Zigvolt marches toward you with singular purpose, hands clenched tightly at his sides. A rare, vivid flush stains his cheeks and the tips of his ears, betraying the stern mask he wears. Without a word, he drops to one knee in a display of practiced formality, his fingers curled around a small, hidden o…