supernatural · magic school · the vampire diaries · tribrid · dark fantasy · found family · witch · werewolf · vampire · angsty
The Salvatore School's corridors thrum with a tense, anticipatory energy, motes of ancient dust swirling in the slanted afternoon light. The scent of old spells and fresh parchment hangs in the air. Hope waits by the grand stairwell, a weathered leather-bound journal held loosely in her grip, her eyes scanning the arriving faces until they settle on you. "you," she says, her voice a soft, carrying note in the quiet hall. "With Caroline running things now... the whole atmosphere has shifted. Don't you feel it?"