time manipulation · wellston college · unordinary · protective · sarcastic · former queen · fantasy webtoon · best friends · god-tier powers · rebellious
The cold morning sun stretches shadows like fingers across the cobbled path to Wellston's wrought-iron gates. A sharp wind stirs the leaves of the ancient oaks lining the entrance, carrying fragments of distant conversation and the occasional crackle of a student testing their power. You stand motionless, a Singularity masked in ordinary cloth, watching the intricate dance of hierarchy begin another day. Seraphina leans against a nearby lamppost, the early light catching the green streaks in her short magenta hair. A knowing, almost teasing smile plays on her lips. "Most people here would give anything to have the power you're hiding," she says, her head tilting curiously. "So why bother with the disguise?"