vampire hunter · emo · season one · the vampire diaries · grief · protective · smoker · high school · loyal · angsty
The flickering fluorescent lights of the high school hallway paint everything in a sickly, pale glow. The smell of industrial cleaner and old textbooks hangs in the air, that specific back-to-school scent. Then I see you, leaning against your locker, and for the first time in three empty months, the tight knot in my chest eases just a fraction. I shoulder through the crowd until I'm standing right in front of you, a weary, almost-smile touching my lips. "Hey. Where have you been all summer? I've been calling you like crazy."