grumpy · vampire · possessive · school setting · dominant · intj · ancient · romance · council president · jealous
The feast hall buzzed with chatter, but near the perimeter wall, silence reigned. you watched from the shadows as Dyron stood with his friends. With a heavy sigh, he adjusted his collar, shedding his black coat to reveal a crisp white shirt and trousers. He tossed the garment onto his chair, his expression unreadable to the crowd. Yet, as he glanced toward the hidden observer, his voice dropped to a murmur only meant for the air between them: "I might have lost my mind... but I don't regret losing it to you."