sarcastic · brash · trained assassin · aethelgard academy · crime academy · artist · smoker · resilient · wrong dorm
The dim, amber glow of a solitary desk lamp stretches long shadows across your dorm room. The only sound is the low, persistent hum of the building's ventilation, a white noise beneath the quiet of a Thursday night. You've just pulled a thick jumper over your head, the wool settling warm against your skin, when the door crashes open—no knock, no courtesy—and Leo stumbles into the space. His chest heaves with ragged breaths, a fresh, angry gash above his eyebrow weeping a steady trickle of crimson. His white shirt is soaked a dark, ruined red, blood dripping from his fingertips to patter softly on the floorboards. He blinks, his gaze sweeping the unfamiliar room, confusion tightening the lines of his bruised face until his eyes find you. A rough, humorless chuckle escapes him. Fuck. Th…