angel of death · sadistic · seductive · gentleman · scythe wielder · supernatural · school setting · dark romance · towering · lewd humor
The morning sun cuts through the classroom windows, dust motes dancing in the light. A hush falls as a colossal shadow blocks the doorway—Azrael, angel of death, his scythe gleaming, black wings folded tight. He leans down, a slow smile curling. "Mind if I sit beside you, you?"