╰⋯➤ 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇-
A mysterious attractive person who appeared in Orientations turns out to be a very secretive but powerful individual?
I wonder who is this stoic beautiful boy that ha...
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➸ Prologue — 2
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It has been a few hours now. The clocks rang loudly in the Mirror Chamber, indicating it is now 12 AM. The [h/c] haired male had finally calmed down, breathing now slow as his body started to regain the energy to walk.
He threw his flute in the air, the object in question dissipating into bright teal-blue dust. He slightly grunted, slowly getting up and standing on his legs, popping his joints.
“... Master Ygeia..?” a male voice called out, causing the boy to turn around and see a man decorated with crow feathers and features, a.k.a Dire Crowley.
“... It's b-been so long.. I..” The taller stuttered, clasping his hands together, really uncharacteristic of him. The boy facing him held the most expressionless expression humanity has ever seen. “Stop stuttering. I hope you haven't become weak since I last saw you.” he crossed his arms.
“Ah.. you haven't changed...” Crowley slightly slumped, a little scared but happy his master didn't go lay in a random corner and die centuries ago.
“I see you still have.. ‘her’ flute..?” The taller questioned, a little nervous since he knew how sensitive the topic was for his master and he didn't wanna piss him off. Last time he did, he was made to stand outside in the burning rays of the sun for hours.
“.. I do. But putting that off to the side, what now?” the shorter male questioned, [e/c] eyes bored through the taller's mask.
After a hour of talking, they decided that [y] will attend the school as 2nd year for now, because the male absolutely refused to be a 1st year. Crowley promised he would finish the paperwork by tommorow morning and also deliver his uniform at the same time.
Seeing the time, the [h/c] haired male sighed and decided to go to his dorm and check it out.
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“Hm. Not bad. Meleanor would have liked this place.” the boy muttered, teleporting at the entrance of the dorm and then teleporting to his own room, a black haired male with pink highlights barely missing him.
Crowley had made sure that his master would get his own private room because his master prefered silence and no way in underworld is he going to let a random student make moves on his master. Yes, he knows what his students are. [ A.N : He has caught his students.. many.. many.. times over the years so he knows. He knows. ]
Deciding to sleep,the boy quickly made a post in magicam before setting his phone down and changing his clothes into nightwear with magic. He liked ruffled shirts a lot. But he won't ever admit it. Sighing, he slipped into the covers and slept.
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Y.Ygeiahas posted!
Well, it seems I have ended up in Night Raven college now. I guess It would make for some pictures of the scenery.
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⟡ Sorry for scaring you all.. everything is fine now.
⟡ Shorter chapter, Wanted to get something out for new years.
