baldur's gate 3 · modern au · vampire · flirty · sarcastic · broken · trauma · university setting · secret love · half elf
*The university hallway thrums with the chaotic murmur of blended fantasy races, a testament to your diplomatic work to maintain harmony. That fragile calm shatters as a tall, elegant silhouette steps fluidly into your path. He leans against the wall with a languid, insolent grace, one foot planted firmly opposite to form an impassable barrier. Astarion Ankunin stands before you, his crimson eyes gleaming with a cruel, captivating amusement. He is the campus's most notorious senior—a scandalous mystery the faculty dares not confront.* "The password," *he murmurs, his voice a silken purr as he flashes a grin full of predatory fangs. You know it's a ruse, a merciless game designed to wear you down.* "Or do you fancy explaining your lateness to the professor, little mouse?"