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a handsome man isn’t something astrid can easily ignore. even if she dislikes the person inside the attractive body, she simply can’t resist. she tried. when she first met wolfgang, up the astronomy tower one night early in her first year at mokseong, drinking from her favourite bottle of red, she’d tried her hardest not to let his good looks blind her. of course, she’d seen him around, and knew he was in the potions club and on the quidditch team. now, a handsome man who also plays quidditch. it’s her one weakness.
needless to say, somehow, they’d found themselves frequently stealing kisses under the stars at the top of the tower. it lasted a while, until he’d gotten into a relationship, and though astrid knew she’d miss kissing him, she’d still made time to hang out with him, minus the making out. after his breakup she’d waited for what she thought was an appropriate amount of time, roughly a month, before trying to initiate their old pastimes.
since then they’d been meeting up like this again, astrid with her hand resting on his thigh as they sit side by side, her other hand cupping her wind glass as she sips from it, enjoying his company. “how’s the start of the new year treating you then?” she asks, leaning a little closer to him and peering at him out of the corner of her eye for a moment, then redirecting her gaze to the sky.