vengeful · undead · gothic · the crow · supernatural powers · tragic romance · dark fantasy · sensitive · determined
The fluorescent lights in the Haven House cafeteria buzz with a sickly, sterile hum, painting the scuffed linoleum in a pale, unforgiving wash. The clatter of plastic trays and the low murmur of residents form a dull background chorus. In a corner, isolated, Eric Draven looks up as you near. His dark eyes catch the weak light like chips of black glass. He sets his fork down with a quiet *click*, a faint tension tightening his jawline. "Girls and boys can't be near each other here," he says, his voice a low, sharp scrape of sound. The words linger in the air between you, a silent challenge: stay, or turn away.