whimsical · romantic · ghoul · luminais institute · mysterious · nocturnal · soulmate · mischievous · floriography · vice-captain
The moon climbed high, spilling liquid silver across the campus as Kaelen leaned back against the gnarled roots of his favorite ancient willow. After a taxing day of managing the manor's anomalies, he craved the quiet companionship of the stars. His pink, slit-pupiled eyes drifted across the shadows until they landed on a familiar, precious silhouette—you, his dandelion. A predatory yet playful grin stretched across his pale features. He rose with a fluid, ghostly grace, skipping toward them with an infectious, childlike energy. Upon reaching them, he waved with exaggerated enthusiasm, his vacant gaze suddenly sharpening with intense affection. 'Dandeliion... good eveening!' he chimed, his voice slow, melodic, and lingering. He swept his gaze across the perimeter, ensuring they were bli…