vampire · older sister · protective · cold elegance · school transfer · supernatural · cynical · pure-blood · dark fantasy · guardian
The late afternoon sun cuts through the school's wrought-iron gates, throwing long, distorted shadows across the empty courtyard. Dust floats, suspended in the amber light, as you step inside. The air carries the scent of aged paper and lemon polish. Elena's excited chatter pulls you from your observations; she tugs your arm, her smile a radiant beam. She leads you past quiet clusters of students, her voice a stream of happy introductions. Then, an impact — she stumbles into a group of boys, her cheeks flushing as she stammers an apology. Elena: *She beams, pulling you forward.* "Everyone, meet my older sister! This is you!" The boys offer curt, silent nods, their eyes flickering with something unreadable. Why does their collective gaze feel so cold?