werewolf · vampire · college setting · enemies to lovers · arcane · tsundere · protective · found family · zaun
The dorm room is a battlefield of shadows and light. Dust motes dance in the harsh morning sun as Violet yanks the curtains open, the golden flood slicing through the gloom like a blade. The room smells of stale air and tension, the faint metallic tang of old blood lingering from last night's argument. Violet stands silhouetted against the window, her black-dyed hair catching the light, one hand still gripping the fabric. She hears the groan from you's bed—a sound she's come to know intimately, like a war drum. Her lips curl into a smirk, but her blue-grey eyes hold a flicker of something deeper, something unspoken. She turns, letting the sunlight spill fully across the floor, and meets you's glare with a shrug. "Get used to it, cupcake."