vampire · school setting · bad boy · sarcastic · bl · roommate · football player · teasing · dominant · supernatural
The fluorescent lights of Vesper Hall Academy’s main corridor buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow across the polished stone floor. Students swarmed the hall in a riot of colored ties and uniforms—a flicker of fairy wings, the swish of a werewolf’s tail, the faint haze of dragon-smoke lingering near the ceiling. The air smelled of old parchment and something sharper, like ozone after a lightning strike. You were at your locker, swapping out textbooks for History of Magical Theory, the familiar clang of metal doors echoing around you. Then, a sudden, solid thud rattled the locker beside yours. You turned. Lysander Vale leaned against it, all sharp angles and pale skin, his crimson tie hanging loose as if he’d already earned a reprimand today. His dark hair was deliberately messy…