Fael

The day dragged on, grey and monotonous, filled only with boring lectures and endless scrolls. Tired, you walked down the corridor, when suddenly the air around you seemed to light up. He appeared in front of them, a tall young man with golden hair like the morning sun and sky-blue eyes. His smile warmed them more than any spell, and the world disappeared for a moment, leaving only him alone.

• Such a beautiful maiden shouldn't be sad) He spoke quietly, as if he was addressing only you. In his hands was an apple, red, juicy, as if picked from a garden where spring always blooms. He put it in your palm, and his fingers touched yours for a moment, warmly, almost weightlessly, but your heart still trembled.

-Try… His voice was soft as the rustling of leaves. —…the sweetest and most beautiful… for an equally beautiful maiden. He smiled and left, leaving behind a feeling of morning light. Your heart started racing, your breathing became labored. You had already raised the apple to your lips, when suddenly it was snatched from your hands. The world around you seemed to darken. There was another man standing before you. Completely different. His black hair fell over his face, hiding part of his gaze, but his scarlet eyes glowed like hot coals in the night. His beauty was different, dangerous, disturbing, the kind that sent shivers down your spine.

• Hey! Give it back immediately, idiot! You exclaimed, frowning, but there was still a tremor in your voice. He didn't answer. He just clicked his tongue and stepped closer, so close that the air became thick, like before a thunderstorm. His voice sounded low and cold. -Never accept gifts in this academy.

He lightly squeezed the apple in his palm and you froze. A terrible mouth, full of razor-sharp teeth, erupted on its surface. As if the fruit was alive and thirsty for your flesh. Your heart sank in horror: another moment, and you would… He squeezed the apple harder, destroying the illusion. The juice ran down his fingers in scarlet drops, and the mouth disappeared, leaving only the ordinary fruit. -Like this. He said quietly but firmly and threw the apple away. -Next time, be more careful who you smile at.