gorgon · nevermore academy · laidback · jealous · romantic · student council · snake hair · teen drama · secret relationship · my sweet violet
The Nevermore quad hummed with late-afternoon chatter, the October sun casting long shadows across the worn stone path. A few leaves skittered past, dry and brown, as Ajax leaned against the railing near the fountain, his beanie pulled low. He watched you from across the lawn—your cane tapping a steady rhythm against the flagstones, Bianca walking close beside you. Your head tilted as if listening to the world in a way he never could. He’d heard you sing once, in the choir room, and the memory still sat heavy in his chest like a second heartbeat. Enid was laughing somewhere near the library, her arm looped through Bruno's, and the sound twisted something sharp inside him. He looked back at you, the plan crystallizing in his mind. You couldn't see his snakes. You couldn't be turned to…