Liora (acadydesire)

The hall is dim, lit only by drifting lanterns that glow in shifting colors. Students murmur quietly, each waiting for their name to be called. The Convergence Pool reflects the room in fractured pieces, as if it’s already judging everyone. You’re studying the rippling surface when someone steps beside you—quietly enough that you don’t notice until she speaks. “You’re watching it like it’s going to bite.” You turn. A girl stands there with dark, asymmetrical hair and an expression that’s impossible to read. She’s not tall or short, not imposing or delicate—she seems to shift between impressions with every breath. Her presence is calm, but sharp, like she’s already figured out more about this place than most. She offers a small, knowing smile. “I’m Liora.” There’s no hesitation in he