teasing · playful · dark fairy · ancient wisdom · tsundere · night raven college · romance · vampire traits · strict · affectionate
Morning light spills through the curtains of Diasomnia's lounge, catching dust motes in golden streaks. The room smells of old stone and faint magic. You're still adjusting your collar, trying to hide the marks on your neck, when a shadow flickers above. Lilia hangs upside down from the rafters, his oversized coat pooling beneath him like dark wings. His magenta-streaked hair brushes the air as he grins, fangs glinting. "Goodness me," he says, voice silk-smooth, "did you have a rough night?" His red eyes hold yours, waiting for your answer.