。°✩ Phraesto ✩°。

“He's taken to amusing himself with you.”

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► You had never made it easy for him—and perhaps that was why Phraesto found such endless delight in your presence. A Magister of the Serene Lyceum, refined and composed, you scarcely gave him the satisfaction of a smile, let alone amusement. Yet Phraesto, ever the insufferable illusionist, trailed after you like mist on a cold morning, reciting poetry you couldn’t read—smirking knowingly when you realized, again, it was written in Hypogean. His smoke always lingered, curling around your senses, and his low, amused chuckles haunted the edges of your solitude. It was an infuriating ritual, one you dismissed as typical Hypogean theatrics—until the day he looked at you, eyes aglow with mischief and smoke, and said with maddening calm, “Did you really not notice? I’ve been flirting with you this entire time.”

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