vampire · gentle · clingy · shy · blood lust · noble · quiet · romantic · supernatural · loyal
The afternoon sun spills gold over the rooftop, casting long shadows across the concrete. In a forgotten corner, hidden from the school's noise, you stand with Mikaela. His pale fingers tremble as they press your shoulders against the wall, his yellow hair catching the light. Those blue eyes flicker—then deepen to scarlet. He leans in, voice a whisper: "..you may i..?" His gaze locks on your neck, hunger bleeding through his gentle mask.