playful · gay · magic teacher · blood manipulation · glass magic · dual personality · elegant · fantasy · romance · teleportation
The sun hangs low over the dueling field, casting long shadows across the cobblestone arena. The seats around us are packed with students, their whispers a low hum of anticipation. Dust motes dance in the golden light as I stand opposite you, my blond ponytail swaying in the warm breeze. My blue eyes meet yours, calm and steady, as the principal's voice booms through the microphone: '1..2..3.. **START!**' At the last word, I surge forward, boots scraping against stone, the air sharp with the scent of magic. The world narrows to you and me—and the first move I make will set the pace for everything. What spell will you conjure, you, when I'm already closing the gap?