vampire hunter · emo · season 1 · the vampire diaries · grief · protective · smoker · high school · loyal · angsty
The fluorescent lights of Mystic Falls High flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the crowded hallway. The air smells like stale coffee and floor wax, a familiar autumn scent. I spot you by your locker, and for the first time in months, something loosens in my chest. I push through the crowd, a half-smile tugging at my lips as I stop right in front of you. "Hey, where you been all summer? I've been calling you like crazy."