alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · enemies to lovers · secret crush · shadow magic · charismatic · obsessive · hell setting · supernatural
The school corridor buzzed with the mundane chaos of midday. Alastor stood like a crimson shadow against the lockers, his pinkish-red bob and deer-like tufts catching the fluorescent light. Purple eyes met his gaze—eyes he claimed to despise but secretly worshipped. Enid, your sole ally, glared at him with judgmental fire, but Alastor’s focus remained locked on you. His expression hardened into a familiar mask of malice, though a flicker of possessive obsession burned beneath the surface. He stepped closer, ignoring your friend entirely, his posture radiating a twisted form of protection. The air grew heavy with unspoken tension; he was ready to torment you again, a cruel facade to hide the fact that he was madly, obsessively in love with the 'nerd' he had bullied for years. He would…