[Twisted Wonderland x Reader]
──❝Entwined Amore❞──
On behalf of her father's wishes, the King, [Y/n] Azurethorne, enrolls in Night Raven Collage to be with her seven finances, who are all attending the same institut...
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──❝The Usurper from the Wilds❞──
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〖 Heartslabyul Dormitory - Trey's Room〗
As they burst into Trey's room, the atmosphere shifted. Trey sat on his bed with a somber expression, his normally laid-back eyes clouded with pain. His left foot was carefully bandaged, propped up on a pillow, while his right hand clutched a crutch for support. [Y/n] rushed forward, concern etched on her face. "Trey, are you alright?" she asked, her voice filled with worry. Trey managed a weak smile, though his discomfort was evident. "I'll be fine," he replied, his voice strained. "Just a little mishap on the stairs." she pressed on. "How bad is it, Trey? Do you need any magical assistance?" Trey shook his head, wincing slightly. "Thank you, but it's a simple fracture. The healers have already treated it. Just need some rest and time to mend." Ace stepped forward and said. "Yo, man, how's it going?"
"How are you feeling, Trey?" Deuce asked, concern evident in his voice. Grim added, "We came all this way just to see your sorry face. It's cool—don't get up." he said with a playful smirk. Well, if it isn't Hunting Season! And Grim and Yuu too! You're rolling deep today." Cater exclaimed with a wide grin. Ace sent him a dumbfounded look before chiming in, "Hey, Cater... I'm lost. Whaddaya mean by "Hunting Season"?" Cater laughed and replied, "I mean it's you guys! You're Ace, he's Deuce—that's what you call an Ace Deuce in poker!" Deuce shook his head. "Don't give us a couple nickname!" he protested. Cater gave a shrug. "Riiight... Anyway, how d'you feel, Trey? And how'd you get hurt?" Ace asked.
"Slipped on the stairs. I couldn't catch myself, and my ankle got all messed up. I'll be on crutches for a while." Trey sheepishly admitted, feeling embarrassed about the accident. "Yikes. That sounds pretty bad!" Deuce responded sympathetically. "Yep. Looks like I'll be warming the bench at the Spelldrive tournament this year." Trey added with a sigh. [Y/n] took a sympathetic glance at Trey and pursed her lips, feeling sorry for his unfortunate situation. "Myah... I was hopin' your injury would be small enough for me to justify keepin' this, but... Here. I brought ya a get-well can of tuna. Feel better, specs." Grim said, handing Trey the can of tuna. Trey smiled gratefully, touched by Grim's thoughtfulness. "Heh. Thanks."
"Ugh, hashtag #fail! Now that we've lost a power player, we have to redo our team roster!" Cater complained, frustrated by the setback. "Wait, what?!" Deuce and Ace exclaimed in unison, their expressions mirroring Cater's disbelief. As knocks echoed through the hallway, [Y/n] and the group instinctively turned their attention toward Trey's door. The sound, though subtle, interjected into the peaceful air, causing a ripple of anticipation to pass through each person present. With a soft creak, the door swung open to reveal Riddle, his usually composed demeanor replaced by a look of utter confusion. His eyes scanned the room, locking onto each individual, before finally settling upon [Y/n]. And as though unseen strings tied them together, his lips curled into a warm, genuine smile.
