This is my first story and it is about you, reader.
One night, you get transported into another world called twisted wonderland. It is a world based off all our favorites Disney movies...but with a twist, the villains are now heroes and you will mee...
"Lady L/n!" Rook beamed at the sight of him. And Rook... he looked disheveled, hair long and messy, face freckled and sunburnt, leaves in his hair and clothes... and wearing a Savanaclaw dorm uniform.
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"R... ROOK?!" Epel exclaimed out loud before muttering under his breath "He looks just like that memory Y/n had shown me back at Styx... Don't tell me his perfect dream would have been to never have transferred to Pomefiore... That doesn't make any sense..."
Rook looked at him curiously since he had said his name so loudly "You're... Epel Felmier, a Pomefiore freshman, I believe? And you're in the Spelldrive Club, if I recall... But you're also with Diasomnia students... Lady L/n, what brings all of you here? Did you perhaps have pressing matters with housewarden Leona?"
'Why does he talk to me so impersonally? Still... he actually looks cute like this...' Y/n sighed "Before anything, shouldn't you tidy yourself up a bit? You could at least get those off of you." They stepped closer and reached out.
Rook did not move, he just let them and even blushed a bit when they took off his hat and brushed leaves out of his hair "Hehe. Thank you, my Lady."
'... Why did I strangely feel like he keeps those on purpose just for me to...' Y/n shook their head, deciding not to comment on it "Vil would throw a fit if he saw you like that..." They pushed his hat back on his head.
"Oh, yes! Come to think of it, Lady L/n. I saw your last photoshoot with him! It was merveilleux! Simplement magnifique! Your chemistry was so great I kind of felt like I was intruding by watching your photos! But at the same time, I just could not tear my gaze away! You two truly are at your most beautiful when you are together! It might simply bring me to tears!" The boy actually, yes, really, wiped a tear off his eye.
"Pause." Y/n raised a perfectly manicured hand.
Rook instantly shut up to listen to them, looking eager.
"Who is Y/n L/n to you exactly?" Y/n needed to confirm what role exactly they were playing here.
"May I go into details? May I? May I?" Rook asked excitedly.
"Sure." They merely waved a hand for him to go ahead.
His eyes lit up like twin emeralds catching starlight. He cleared his throat, one hand dramatically placed over his heart as if swearing an oath, his smile blooming into something radiant and reverent "Then allow this humble hunter to paint for you the portrait of the most magnificent being to ever grace our humble stage."
"... Eh?"
He began to pace, gesturing with elegant, theatrical flair, voice rising like a poet in full performance "Y/n M/n L/n... A name that dances upon the tongue like the sweetest melody, yet strikes the soul like lightning across a midnight sky. She is not merely beautiful- no, beauty is far too small a word for what she is. She is radiance. She is splendor. She is the living embodiment of grace and power woven into one breathtaking form."
