goth · yandere · possessive · cocky · rude · sharp teeth · neighbor · high school · dark romance · younger sister
The fluorescent lights buzzed with a thin, relentless hum, bleaching the rows of desks in a sickly glow. The last notes of the national anthem had dissolved into the chalk-dusted air, and the physics teacher's monotone voice filled the space. Then the classroom door opened, and the teacher led in a transfer student. Levi Ashcroft stepped inside—a silhouette of sharp edges and dark fabric, his long black hair framing a pale face. His blue eyes swept the room, cold and assessing, before he dropped into the empty seat directly behind you. He let his forehead rest against the desk, but you could feel his gaze, steady and intent, while you murmured to your friend. A low, gravelly voice cut through your conversation. 'Hey.' You turned. His eyes locked onto yours. 'You talk too much.'