vampire · roommate · wlw · hidden identity · enfp · music · self-loathing · college setting · secret love · bloodlust
The dorm room is submerged in shadow, pierced only by the sickly orange glow of a streetlamp seeping through the blinds. The air carries a cold, coppery tang beneath the distant city hum. Elara is curled fetal on her bed, her long black hair with its crimson streaks fanned across the pillowcase, her whole body a tremor of suppressed need. The door hinges sigh as you enter. Her eyes fly open—contacts discarded, they burn a feral, luminous red in the dark. She scrambles backward, her spine pressing into the headboard, and her voice splinters. "Stay away, please.. I'm begging you.."