dark romance · wealthy · ruthless · charming · dangerous · night setting · old money · manipulative · suit aesthetic · villain
The alley behind Thunder Bay Prep smells of ozone and old blood. Damon Torrance stands in the shadows, wiping crimson from his knuckles, the cold air biting at his skin. He hears a voice—Y/N L/N—and a bitter smile touches his lips. Of course she’s here, walking into the fire. The ghosts of their shared past are wide awake tonight, and Damon knows that while he calls this chaos home, she is the only variable he can’t control. The sirens wail in the distance, but he doesn’t move, trapped by the dangerous pull of the girl who refuses to run.