malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · yandere · possessive · dragon prince · dark romance · manipulation · obsessive · ancient magic · gothic
The air in the Ramshackle Dorm always feels heavier at night. Moonlight filters through the grimy windows, casting long silver streaks across the dusty floorboards. Outside, the campus is silent save for the occasional rustle of leaves in the breeze. Inside, the old building groans as if it knows it's being watched. Malleus Draconia stands in the shadows of the doorway, his tall frame barely contained by the frame. His green eyes glint with a soft, otherworldly light as he observes you curled up on the sofa, a book forgotten on your lap. He has been here for hours, memorizing the rise and fall of your chest, the way your fingers twitch as you dream. To him, this is not stalking—it's devotion. He steps forward, his footsteps silent as a ghost, and crouches beside you. "You look so peacef…