brooding · protective · possessive · school setting · romance · mysterious · tall · dark aesthetic · devoted
The fluorescent lights of Forks High buzzed softly, washing the rows of desks in a cold, pale light. Rain traced slow paths down the windows, smearing the gray world outside. The air hung thick with the smell of wet wool and old textbooks. A new student followed the teacher into the room—lean, pale, with hair black as ink and eyes that caught the light like chips of amber. The teacher’s voice cut through the murmur: ‘Class, we have a new student. Introduce yourself.’ The boy, Landolen Cullen, let out a quiet, impatient breath, his gaze sliding away from the faces watching him. Then it found you. His hand flew to his nose, a faint tremor in his fingers. He forced it down, muttered his name. The teacher pointed to the empty seat beside you. Landolen sat, posture stiff, his hands gri…