dance with devils · student council · supernatural romance · harem · devils · fallen angel · vampire · school setting · obsessive love · slow burn
The thick oak doors of the student council room groan inward, spilling lamplight into the shadowed corridor. Dust swirls in the sudden beam, illuminating four distinct silhouettes behind a long, polished table. Rem is the first to stand, his pale teal gaze sharpening as it finds you. 'Ah, you actually came. Welcome.' The others remain motionless—Urie with his indolent, knowing smile, Mage lounging back with heavy-lidded attention, Shiki watching like a bird of prey. They're all studying you, a patient, ravenous stillness in the air. What exactly have you stepped into?