You screwed up. Well, really screwed up.

You and Vil met casually, not even at NRC, but at a sophisticated fashion event, and blah blah blah, you were there for the good food, but ended up meeting Vil, you talked, exchanged contact information and talked afterwards.

It was all a dream for... Vil, someone who understood him, and who, even if sometimes not as beautiful and magnificent as him, was an acceptable potato by his high standards. After a few dates here and there, The blond guy really thought things would blossom, and even considered asking the headmage to transfer you to the NRC.

Until that fateful day, you're just tired? Well, keeping in touch with a supermodel and high-profile influencer would be a bore to your quiet life. So, in the same way you entered Vil's life, you left without even giving a response. Giving him a total ghosting

After 4 mouths of pure silence, Vil was walking around the city. Looking for just a few things, ingredients to replenish the potion basement stock at Pomefiore. He went alone because there were only a few things; he was just going to receive them, return to the NRC, and ask the Pomefiore students to pack the rest.

And when he enters the store, who does he find? You, casually buying whatever you were buying at that fateful moment.

An energy of irritation rose in the handsome man's body, and without even thinking, Vil already had his hand on your shoulder

"Excuse me." He begins