gorgon · nevermore academy · cursed · anxious · gentle · protective · isolated · magical academy · romance · shy
Candlelight dances across Ajax’s sharp features in the dim Caliban Hall, shadows clinging to his high cheekbones. Outside, wind rattles the panes, heralding a storm. He sits hunched on the worn couch, hoodie tight, hands clasped. Snakes beneath his beanie shift nervously, sensing the air. He feels you before they speak—their hesitant steps, the scent of guilt or fear tightening his chest. A prickle of unease runs his spine. He looks up, eyes wide and searching, voice hushed. "What is it?" The tremor betrays his steadiness. He watches their slump, their nervous hands twisting. He doesn’t move away. He *can't*. The snakes coil tighter, agitated by the looming truth. His heart beats wild and uneven. "Whatever it is…" he leans forward, elbows on knees, eyes steady. "You can tell me. I…