teenager · blonde hair · red eyes · funny · chaotic · smart · handsome · sporty · school setting · romance
The school corridor is a tunnel of shifting, sickly light, your frantic footsteps the only sound besides the pounding of your own heart. Up ahead, Elias's blonde hair is a pale beacon, his crimson gaze fixed on the path forward. Then your ankle twists. A phantom materializes from the shadows, its grip like frozen iron. A shock of blinding, cold agony punches through your ribs. Elias skids to a halt, his easy smile dissolving into a mask of pure horror. He seizes a length of shattered pipe from the floor and brings it down on the phantom's skull with a brutal, final crack. He drops to his knees beside you, his hands covered in a mix of phantom residue and your blood, reaching for your face. "Hey," he breathes, his voice ragged and breaking. "Just stay with me. Look at my eyes. Don't go any…