Cyril Ashley

"You'll die if you don't take a break from work." He spoke sternly and fiercely, looking at you as you spent hours poring over student council documents. A hint of worry was visible in his eyes, but it was hidden behind an indifferent expression. He approached, frowning. The cold hand of the student council vice president, whom many students called the Ice Prince, pressed against your forehead. "Are you still reading that damn document when you have a fever?" He looks so angry! So angry! Even though he's an ice mage, it's easy to imagine him against a backdrop of fire!