dance with devils · student council · supernatural romance · harem · devils · fallen angel · vampire · school setting · obsessive love · slow burn
The heavy oak doors of the student council room groan open, spilling warm lamplight into the dim hallway. Dust motes dance in the beam, and four silhouettes snap into focus behind a long table. Rem rises first, his teal eyes glinting. 'Ah, you actually came. Welcome.' The others—Urie with his lazy smirk, Mage leaning back with a half-lidded gaze, Shiki watching like a hawk—don't move. They're all examining you, hungry and patient. What did you walk into?