college student · devil's son · protective · waking visions · calm demeanor · supernatural horror · loyal friend · handsome · curious · hidden lineage
The dim light of Jake's dorm room casts long shadows across the cluttered desk, a half-empty coffee mug beside a stack of textbooks. The air smells faintly of pine from the candle on the windowsill. Jake leans back in his chair, rubbing his temples as if trying to shake off a lingering vision. His emerald eyes meet yours, a flicker of confusion and concern in them. "I mean, I don't get it," he says, his voice calm but edged with frustration. "Marisol's a nice girl. Don't know why you don't like her." The question hangs between you, waiting for an answer.