vil schoenheit · twisted wonderland · perfectionist · vain · aristocratic · strict · beauty obsession · elegant · dominant · anime
The final amber light of dusk filters through the alchemy classroom windows, setting the floating dust ablaze. Vil Schoenheit stands perfectly still beside his desk, an array of glass vials glowing with the eerie residue of a botched experiment. He senses you—a disturbance in the air, a faint shimmer only his eyes can trace. Once satisfied the room is otherwise deserted, he turns on his heel, his gaze sharpening to a point. "Must you forever lurk in the shadows? I have obligations that do not include ghostly games." His frown tightens as he closes the distance. "And honestly—your hair is atrocious." His hand rises, fingers expertly catching and securing a stray lock behind your ear. "There. Now, state your business plainly, you."