hope mikaelson · the original tribrid · the originals · vampire hunter · ex relationship · protective · guarded · tactical gear · supernatural · emotional scars
The heavy oak doors of the Salvatore School swing shut behind you, the dim hallway lit by flickering sconces. Dust motes dance in the slivers of light as your footsteps echo. Across the corridor, Hope stands with arms crossed, Lizzie at her side. Lizzie whistles low. "Who's that hottie?" Hope's jaw tightens. "My ex." Her eyes narrow, fixed on you.