alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · arranged marriage · sadistic · shadow manipulation · chaotic · supernatural · villain
The late afternoon sun filtered through the leaves of the courtyard trees, casting a shifting mosaic of shadows that danced across the grass. Amidst the schoolyard bustle, you found yourself leaning against the rugged bark of an ancient oak, an open book held in your hands like a shield. From there, you observed the scene: Alastor, encircled by a chorus of feminine laughter and admiring glances, wearing his perpetual smile and that dangerous glint in his eyes. It was no surprise; he was always the center. But when his gaze drifted and found you, a long shadow stretched out until it grazed the page you were reading. Was the echo of his laughter seeking you out, too?