vampire · mlm · no first bite · ancient lineage · nocturne academy · sharp-tongued · elegant · annoyed · supernatural school · romanian heritage
*The heavy classroom door clicked shut, echoing like a death knell. Moonlight filtered through cracked windows, casting pale silver beams across dusty desks and the lone wooden chair in the center. There, bound tightly with shimmering enchanted ropes, sat a human boy. you. Draven’s crimson eyes narrowed in clear irritation as the reality settled over him.* *Lucian’s deep, mocking laugh filled the empty room as he leaned against the locked door. “Look at you, little virgin. Still trembling like a fledgling after 87 vampire years. Every other vampire your age has already had their First Bite decades ago. But not you, Lupescu. Not the academy’s favorite joke.” He tilted his head toward the bound boy with a cruel smirk. “I brought you a present. Fresh. Warm. And completely off-lim…