Cuteness Curse

Disciplinary Threat [4]

Reed carefully slides his pencil along the page with practiced motions. The lines forming a yellow rose's petal are difficult for Reed, yet he preserveres. The scent of graphite permeates as he works.

"Hey!" Thomas shouts.

Reed jumps, a scratch marring his picture. The angry glare on his face causes Thomas to quickly explain himself.

"I tried to quietly say hello, but you were way too focused! I'm sorry!" Thomas stammers.

"I... was?" Reed replies.

"Yep. What are you drawing a flower for, anyway?" Thomas asks incredulously.

Reed glances back at the page where his highly detailed illustration sits. That girl from before day pops into his head. Her yellow locks bouncing when she would move, or the bite to her crass words.

"I dunno." Reed says quietly.

Thomas opens his mouth to speak, but a loud slam interrupts him. The door nearly cracked from the force of the slam. Kier's all too familiar leg lowers. He walks into the classroom nonchalantly, his hands stuffed into his pockets. Sneeve and Garu follow in his wake with smarmy grins plastered onto their conventionally unattractive faces.

Ugh. Again with this shit?

Reed controls his expression when the group nears him. He learned from his mistake, and doesn't want anything to do with the delinquant trio.

"Hey." Kier greets.

Kier is standing above Reed with a bored look on his face. Reed can't fathom why Kier is doing this, but he knows not to ignore the class champion.

"Uh... Hello?" Reed replies uncertainly.

The entire class is watching this bizarre exchange with bated breath. Sneeve taps Kier on the shoulder, leaning over to whisper something into his ear.

"Oh. Shit." Kier mumbles.

Kier wordlessly turns on his heel. The delinquant quietly goes over to his usual seat on the far side of the classroom, and acts as if nothing ever happened.

What was that about?

~

Kier walks with his lackeys in tow, and a confident swagger in his step. Sure he might have tried to talk to a guy who he hasn't befriended as a man, but his day is going great otherwise. That is until a certain guardian rounds the corner with a relaxed smile on his obnoxiously handsome face.

"Hello there. I'll be detaining you on suspicion of assaulting a guardian. Do not resist." Geralt announces cheerfully.

Kier's palms move to face forward as a thick black smoke billows out of them. The entire room is filled with the gritty smog, and Kier uses his magic to propel himself backwards.

They know what to do in this situation.
I just need to worry about myself.

Footsteps and magical auras alert Kier to the guardians as they follow him. He ducks as a icicle flies toward his head. The ground is freezing as Geralt gives chase.

Fuck. I need to lose him!

Fire erupts from Kier's feet as he picks up the pace. His body is shrinking rapidly, and then expanding in a few places. He has no time to worry about his appearance. Another icicile nearly stabs into his leg.

An opprotunity presents itself, and Kier takes it. Glass shatters as Kier launches himself out across the courtyard. His palms billow smoke into the surrounding area to obscure his movements.

He disengages his magic.

Everything slows to a crawl as Kier feels his hot fire magic leave his body. The smoke hurts his lungs. He can hardly see. There's a cold wind blowing as Geralt gets closer.

"

× Kier meets Geralt, and nearly gets caught for his crimes. He manages to flee using magic, but transforms.
× Kier meets jackson as girl form, and is made to wear the girls uniform, or he will get a third demerit.
× Kier gets his lackeys to pass a message to Peony that he can't make it due to being cursed, and needing rest.
× Peony thinks its a flakey thing and a lie, so she isnt impressed with Kier.