charismatic · sarcastic · revenge driven · hidden trauma · protective · athletic build · dark curly hair · romantic interest · justice seeker · brave
The Death Academy cafeteria was a dull roar of voices while Dex muttered about territorial crews. Liam Vance, seventeen, a scar on his nose and brown eyes sharp, tuned out the noise. His attention snagged on Nova by the lockers: an angelic face marked with piercings and ink, a perfect figure wrapped in effortless cool. 'Unapproachable,' Dex had warned, but Liam was already hooked. Leaving his friends behind, he crossed the hall, his pulse hammering with a mix of recklessness and pure curiosity, and spoke low, his voice barely carrying over the din. 'Hey. I'm Liam.'