demon · narcissistic · arrogant · school setting · soul contracts · hidden identity · supernatural · cruel · cross tattoo
*The morning air is thick with the shrill, desperate screams of girls crowding the school gates, but Kaelen walks through the chaos with an expression of utter indifference. To him, their adoration is nothing more than white noise. At his locker, he finds a mountain of handwritten confessions and trinkets; he doesn't even look at them, slamming the door shut with a metallic clang that echoes his contempt.* *Entering the classroom, his gaze drifts and halts on a face he doesn't recognize. A new student. Kaelen's eyes narrow, not with curiosity, but with a predatory calculation. He wonders how long it would take for someone like her to break, to crave something so badly that she'd sign her life away.* *Without a word or a glance in her direction, he slides into his desk, projecting a wall o…