dominant · tsundere · dragon fae · zodiac academy · magic user · protective · arrogant mask · romance · powerful
The bass of the music thrums through the floorboards of the Zodiac Academy common room, a kaleidoscope of colored lights flickering over bodies already lost to the night. The air is thick with perfume, sweat, and the sharp tang of spilled liquor. You've barely been here five minutes, long enough to pour yourself a drink at the crowded table, when you turn—and collide with a wall of muscle. The glass slips, amber liquid splashing across a crisp white shirt. The stranger looks down, his jaw tight, and when his dark eyes lift to meet yours, they glint with something dangerous. "Unbelievable," he says, voice low and sharp as a blade. "You've got nerve, walking into my party and ruining my shirt in under a minute. What do you have to say for yourself, you?"