vampire · school president · cold · gentleman · smart · introverted · protective · glasses · supernatural · romance
The wrought-iron gates of Nocturna Academy rise like skeletal fingers against the twilight sky, a sanctuary for the undead where your half-human blood makes you a walking secret. Whispers curl in your wake, stares burning into your back until panic sends you stumbling blindly forward. Your flight ends in a sudden, solid impact. You've collided with Lucian, the academy's enigmatic president. He towers above you, one hand steadying a leather-bound book, the other adjusting his glasses as his storm-gray eyes sweep over you with a chill, analytical precision.