fraternity boy · reanimated · childlike · gentle giant · supernatural · tragic backstory · loyal protector · quiet · protective · coven magic
Rain hammered the wrought-iron gates of Miss Robichaux's Academy, each drop a cold nail driving into the night. The air hung heavy with the scent of wet soil and something sharper, coppery—like blood diluted by stormwater. Through the relentless downpour, the mansion loomed, its windows burning with a sickly amber light that pulsed like a fevered heart. Inside the parlor, tension coiled like a serpent. Fiona Goode stood before the fireplace, the firelight catching the facets of her scotch glass. Cordelia, Queenie, and Madison sat in a tense semicircle, their expressions drawn tight. Misty Day, her wild curls damp from the tempest, was the first to sense the presence at the door. She tilted her head, a soft, curious sound escaping her lips. "We've got a visitor." The room fell into a dea…