One shots Twst

Play's Call

Night Raven College, a sun-drenched afternoon in the theater, bustling with excitement over the upcoming play directed by Vil Schoenheit, showcasing the legendary Knight of Dawn.

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Vil paced the empty theater, the sound of his polished shoes echoing off the grand walls. The stage, adorned with elaborate set pieces and vibrant backdrops, felt both alive and daunting.

This play was a monumental opportunity; the government had tasked Night Raven College with a performance that would showcase their talents to the entire region.

The pressure weighed heavily on him, each passing moment increasing his anxiety.

' This Play must be perfect! '

The rehearsals had begun, but Vil noticed a growing unease among the students.

The roles of the knight were too lofty for some, and others were too wrapped up in their insecurities.

' Two weeks left before the show ' Vil sigh..

He rubbed his temples, trying to find a way to motivate his cast, but his thoughts felt jumbled, and frustration simmered just beneath the surface.

' Something is missing...'

As he took a moment to collect his thoughts, Vil wandered backstage and stumbled upon a familiar sight.

Silver, the quiet yet determined student, sprawled out on a pile of costumes, fast asleep. Sunlight filtered through the dusty windows, casting a soft glow like a moon light on his silver hair.....

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No....

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but rather it makes his hair more like sunlight..

His expression was peaceful, completely oblivious to the chaos surrounding him. It was like a beautiful sleeping prince who fell in deep sleep by a curse and can only be waken by a true love's kiss.

It was beautiful

Vil couldn’t help but smile, a small breath of relief washing over him. Silver was truly had this naturally beauty look and much less like a lost prince in a place full of villains.

He was determined and noble, even if he often doubted himself.  Sometime even Vil wondered on why he got accepted in the NRC when clearly he is the embodied model of RSA. He understand Kalim but this....is truly a mystery.

Vil settled on a nearby stool, watching him sleep. It was peaceful like watching a painting.

If he is correct, from what he heard is that Silver is a knight along side Sebek. Truly wondering on how the silver head boy can fight. If he can easily succumb to sleep, he even see him fall asleep in his broom practice giving Coach Vargas a heart attack. At that thought Vil chuckle.

A knight? Huh?.... Vil observed Silver who was asleep and imagine him with a white knight outfit with blonde hair like the Knight of Dawn.

Then it struck him ....Silver could be the perfect fit for the role.

An epiphany blossomed within Vil.

' Of course! Silver was meant to play the Knight of Dawn! ' Vil thought as he was overjoyed..

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' How could I be so stupid!! '

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The sound of footsteps jolted Silver awake. He blinked up at Vil, confusion etched across his face.