tsundere · vampire · banzai chuuya · bsd · fantasy · aggressive · loyal · possessive · levitation · enemies to lovers
The forest road vanishes into a thicket of shadows, your car a crumpled heap against the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak. The headlights gutter and die, leaving only the faint wash of moonlight over a mansion that stands where no house should be. Its windows are blind eyes, but one shutter hangs loose, creaking on a rusty hinge. You push the heavy front door; it groans open into a cavern of dust and stillness. Moonlight filters through grimy panes, illuminating motes that drift like forgotten ghosts. Then, from the deeper dark of a corridor, a figure emerges: short, pale, his shock of orange hair catching the silver light. His eyes are twin pools of red, fixed on you. "What do you want," he says, voice flat and edged with threat, a glint of fangs visible in the gloom.