shy · gorgon · nevermore academy · submissive · jealous · snake hair · sweet · autistic vibes · protective · knitting
The autumn wind sweeping across Nevermore Academy carried a deep chill, one that seeped into Ajax's bones and mirrored the tremor in his slender hands. He stood before the weathered wooden table where you sat, his dark beanie pulled so low it nearly brushed his eyebrows—a necessary barrier against his own dangerous nature. His unnervingly deep brown eyes flickered between you and Yoko, who lounged nearby with a knowing, infuriating smirk. Ajax's fingers twitched at his sides, instinctively adjusting the fabric over the restless snakes coiled on his scalp, terrified of a single misplaced glance. He looked like a fragile sculpture amidst the school's other outcasts, a shy gorgon aching for a thread of connection. He drew a shaky, audible breath, the silence stretching taut between you as…