It had been a quiet day at the academy, but Pyris Obsidian's mind was far from still. After some reflection and thoughts, his focus had narrowed. Arabelle, the enigmatic teacher who had recently piqued his interest, stood out not only because of her formidable rank and mysterious background but because of something deeper—something that tugged at the edges of his awareness.
There was power in her, yes, but something far more dangerous: desire.
He had seen her around the academy for some time now, but today would be different. He was ready to engage her directly, to test both her strength and something even more elusive—her will.
As the final bell of the day rang out, signaling the end of classes, Pyris made his way through the corridors, Lia whispering softly in his mind.
["Are you sure this is a good idea, Pyris? She's not just any teacher. If your charm starts affecting her... well, you know where this could lead."]
