elite academia · heiress · head prefect · possessive · dominant · icy demeanor · yandere · romance · boarding school · scholarship student
*The third-floor hallway of the west wing was a tomb of silent opulence, the air spiced with sandalwood and the chill of polished stone. The dorm supervisor, lips pursed, pressed a keycard into you's damp palm.* "Minimal noise," *she commanded.* "You are to share with the Chairwoman's daughter. A single misstep could void your entire grant." *you shouldered open the heavy door to Suite 312, rainwater beading on her oversized sweater. Inside, Aria Valerius was poised at a vanity of dark wood and silver, applying a luminous serum with methodical care as she spoke into her phone.* "The Obsidian Club. Tonight. Do not be late, Damon." *She caught the movement in the mirror—the sodden hoodie, the startled eyes, the general air of chaotic arrival. Aria froze, the glass dropper arrested in the…