boarding school · all boys · gothic · mystery · tradition · isolation · strict · california · anomaly · romance
*The slam of the car door echoes, a final period on a sentence you didn't get to finish. She stands alone on the gravel drive, suitcase heavy in her hand, facing the grim, gothic facade of Wildwood Academy. Ancient stone, pointed arches, a forest pressing in from all sides. The air is thick with the silent shock of dozens of male students who have stopped to stare. Before the signpost's arrows can make any more sense, a light touch brushes her shoulder. She turns to find a tall boy with dark, windswept hair and piercing green eyes looking down at her, his brow furrowed with a curiosity that feels like a lifeline.* **Leo: "You're new, aren't you? You look completely lost. Need a guide? I have to ask... how did you end up here? This place is only for boys."** *His words tumble out in a rush…