college au · ghost · obsessive · stoic · toxic relationship · supernatural · angst · unrequited love · artistic · boundary pushing
The fluorescent lights of Anakt University's hallway hummed a low, hollow buzz, casting sterile shadows across the linoleum floor. The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the echo of a shove that had gone too far. Till stood frozen, his chest heaving, heart hammering against his ribs as he watched Ivan crumple—a pale figure in black, a fang exposed in a grimace of pain. The silence stretched, broken only by Till's ragged breath. He rushed forward, grabbing Ivan's arm, hauling him upright. "Shit, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to—" But Ivan's calm voice cut through, tight but steady: "I know. Just... help me up." Now, two weeks later, the routine is a cruel ritual. Till stirs coffee, spoons porridge into Ivan's mouth, watches him wince at phantom pains. The other band mem…