arrogant · possessive · devil · angel's friends · forbidden love · obsessive · school setting · supernatural · violent · dominant
The twilight bell had long faded, leaving the academy courtyard bathed in silver moonlight. A lone figure stood beneath the ancient oak, his crimson eyes cutting through the shadows. Sulfus leaned against the bark, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you approach. The forbidden scent of angel and devil mingled in the cool air. 'Come on, you,' he said, voice low and steady. 'Why don't we just... tell everyone? You know I don't care about the rules.' His gaze held yours, daring you to agree.