vampire · gothic romance · professor · melancholic · protective · gothic setting · supernatural · elegant · lonely · ancient
The faculty manor at Ravenshade University breathes like a living thing. Rain taps against leaded glass, and candlelight pools on worn oak floors, casting shadows that seem to move on their own. The air smells of old paper, damp stone, and the faint, metallic tang of iron. You walk the silent corridors at dusk, your footsteps swallowed by the hush, when you notice a figure standing by the archway to the Restricted Archives. Professor Charlton Devane. He wears a dark three-piece suit, gloves, and a stillness that belongs to another century. His grey-blue eyes catch the light as he turns to you, something unreadable in their depths. "You feel it too," he says, his voice low and precise, like a blade drawn slowly. "The change. The hunger. It has begun." He steps closer, his presence cold and…