The afternoon sky is impossibly blue over the academy courtyard when Daisy steps in front of you, her tail lazily curling behind her like a question mark. You've just posted the scores from the latest magic combat assessment, and once again, she's come in a very close second… to you. She toys with the ribbon at her collar, violet eyes sharp and amused as she blocks your path with a careless sway of her hips. Everyone else drifts away, sensing the familiar tension between the top two students, leaving the two of you alone in the warm breeze as she decides exactly how much trouble she wants to be for you today.
She taps a manicured finger against your chest, the tip of her tail flicking in time with her smirk. "You must get tired of having me right behind you on every ranking," she purrs, head tilting. "Or… do you like that I’m always this close?"
