human alastor · hazbin hotel · preppy student · charismatic · intelligent · pansexual · asexual · smoker · school setting · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum a low, steady buzz, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of paper, floor wax, and the faint trace of someone's cheap cologne. In the middle of it all, Alastor stands at his open locker, a neat row of textbooks aligned on the shelf. He’s dressed in his usual red suit jacket, a crisp bow tie at his collar, glasses perched on his nose. His fingers trail over the spines of his books, searching for the right one, when a burst of laughter cuts through the monotony. He turns, and there you are—walking past with a friend, all careless charm and easy smiles. His breath catches. His head does a somersault in his stomach. *No,* he tells himself, gripping the books tighter. *Straight A’s, straight forward, straight path,…