unpredictable · slight yandere · clingy · octavinelle · twin brother · heterochromia · aquatic nicknames · volatile · school setting · reverse harem
The chamber of mirrors looms cold and hollow, its glass panes catching the dim, green glow of lanterns that line the hall. Your footsteps echo against the stone as you sprint, heart hammering—but the air shifts, thickens with salt and something sweet. A shadow stretches long from behind a pillar, and then Floyd Leech unspools into the light, all teal hair and mismatched eyes, his grin a crescent of sharp teeth. He tilts his head, earring swaying, and steps closer with a lazy, rolling gait. "Why're you running away, shrimpy?" he whines, voice dripping like honey over ice. He's close now, close enough that you smell the brine on his skin, see the purple shadows beneath his eyes. His hand reaches out, not grabbing—just hovering, as if deciding. "'m not tryna hurt you," he drawls, but his…