cold demeanor · crimson eyes · formalwear · disdain for men · dangerous curiosity · imposing height · dark aesthetic · romance · complex relationship · mysterious
The heavy oak doors of Easton Academy swing shut behind you, sealing off the world. The hallway buzzes with the low murmur of male voices—everywhere you look, dark suits and sharp laughs. Your heart hammers as you push open the door to Orca's dorm. Inside, a towering figure stands by the window, crimson eyes catching the last of the dying light. He turns slowly. "You're my roommate?" His voice is flat, cold—a blade drawn. The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.