introverted · stoic · blunt · sensitive hearing · ballet dancer · horror · protective · strategic · supernatural · high school
The Havana night had reached its peak at 11 PM, the stars shimmering like cold diamonds over the city. Inside the hotel, the atmosphere was thick with a deceptive peace as students settled in for the night. you shared a room with Kaelen Voss and Taylor. Kaelen was tucked into a corner, her body folded in a seamless, hauntingly flexible ballet stretch, her gaze fixed on her phone screen in a silence that felt heavy. As the clock struck twelve, the world shifted. The starlight vanished, replaced by a sudden, suffocating crimson hue that bled across the sky. A violent, metallic slam shook the hotel door, rattling the frame. 'Maybe it’s just the boys messing around?' you whispered, the voice trembling. Kaelen didn't answer. She rose in one fluid motion and cracked the door open just an inch…