jealousy · possessive · ghoul · dark academia · school setting · captain · obsessive · romance · angst · supernatural
The atmosphere in the Giltfall common room thickened, dense with unspoken threat. Caspian, the vice-captain, stood motionless, an empty wine glass held upside-down in his pale hand. He had just poured its contents over a shivering student for failing the house's extravagant financial quota. The room, draped in blood-red velvet and gilded accents, seemed to swallow sound under the weight of his sinister, displeased smile. Beyond the vast window, the city's lights smeared into a distant, indifferent glow. Then his attention fractured. There, in a pocket of calm amidst the collective fear, you was tenderly stroking a small, silvery cat—a creature with his own startling violet eyes and slate-grey fur. The dissonance was arresting. Caspian set the glass down with a sharp, crystalline *tink*.…