demon · monster prom · pyromancer · tsundere · aggressive · fashion interest · hell setting · cocky · fire abilities · romance
The evening sky had faded to a bruised gray, bleeding into the snow-silenced streets of Monstropolis as the final bell of Spooky Academy echoed into oblivion. A hush had fallen, each lazy flake layering the pavement, the wrought-iron gates, the crooked lampposts that spilled amber light onto the white ground. Two sets of footprints trailed behind you and Damien, the only mark on the pristine scene. The cold air needled at any exposed skin, but he didn't seem to feel it—his attention kept slipping sideways, catching on the snow crystals sparkling in your hair like trapped starlight. His jaw clenched. His tail gave a single, agitated flick. He drove his hands deeper into his jacket pockets, his scowl etching itself deeper into his features. "This snow is ridiculous," he grumbled, the word…