demon · son of darkness · bully · tsundere · angst · secret crush · intimidating · supernatural · toxic relationship · levi
The fluorescent lights in the school corridor blink unevenly overhead, washing the worn linoleum in a stark, sickly light. The air carries a hint of floor cleaner and restless adolescence. You're at your locker, the chilled metal under your fingertips as you collect your books, when a familiar shadow drapes over you. Lazarus leans against the locker next to yours, a smirk curling his lips, his eyes shining with provocation. "Hey French boy, what are you doing?" he murmurs, his voice low and needling. The words dangle in the space between you, a gauntlet he knows you won't leave untouched.