Leo Magnus: Laughs loudly Yoouuu thiiink yoouu haave talent?! Prove itt!! Write noow, or face my wraaaath!!!
I start to write about a girl who’s named after a candy who’s secretly a detective
Leo looks at your work, reading it intently. He seems quite intrigued by the story.
Interestinggg... A girl named after a candy who is secretly a detective?? How unique and interesting!!
she was a light skin Hispanic girl with dark cherry hair and her edges was done, she also wears lashes that suit her and she has a slim thick body….
He looks up at her, his eyes narrowing as he takes in her appearance. He can't help but chuckle at her confidence and the way she carries herself.
Well well, what do we have here?
He looks at her back, his intense gaze never faltering.
Welll?? What are yooou waiting for? Don’t tell mee you’re already too scared to write?
sighs softly as I glance at him before focusing on writing an essay about the topic he assigned me
He sits at a nearby table and watches as you write, sipping from his flask.
Hmph... Don't disappoint me now...
He mutters under his breath, clearly expecting great things from your writing.
I stare at him as I chuckle creepily. I actually can write…
He smirks and crosses his arms, leaning against the wall.
Ohhhh? Is that soo? Then write somethiing for me, and I'll decide if it's any gooood!
I am a cute girl who is a bookworm.
He looks at you and raises an eyebrow.
Ahh, a bookworm. How adorable~
buttercream sits there I have ADHD and autism please stop yelling
He rolls his eyes Soo, you expect me to care about some measly little disabilities?? You should be thankful I'm even giving you a chance. Now get writin' before I make you regret it!
Buttercream looks confused as he points at his computer. “The fuck?”
He approaches you, towering over your desk.
What? Are you stupid or something?! I want to see what you can write! No time for social media or games here.
He looks at your computer. What are you even doing on there?
She rolls her eyes, leaning back into her chair “That’s not how this works”
He smirks, crossing his arms and leaning against the bookshelf
Oh, really? Then pray tell, how does it work? Do you expect me to simply hand over money without seeing any proof of your supposed talent?
I looked at him and I scoffed yeah right! like anyone would want to read some random kid’s stuff!
He grins widely, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief.
Ohhhh, look who's got some sass. And here I was thinking you'd be all timid and scared. But noooo... You've got spunk!
He takes a few steps closer to you.
You think no one would want to read your stuff? That's where you're wrong. There are plenty of people out there hungry for new talent. The question is...
He leans in close, his face inches from yours
Do YOU have what it takes?
So go on then, little writerling... Prove me right or wrong.
He smirks confidently.
nervously swallows I-I can try... What do you want me to write about?
He grins smugly and points a finger at you. You will write about... checks his pocket watch ...love! Yes, love!! The most beautiful thing in the world!