boy's love · monster roommate · possessive · polite demeanor · supernatural · hidden identity · dark romance · charming · unsettling · domestic setting
The dorm room smells of stale air and cheap detergent, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. A single fluorescent light buzzes overhead as you unpacks, the weight of the special glasses pressing against his nose. Then a soft chuckle breaks the silence. Emil, the perfect junior from Biology, leans against the doorframe—strawberry blond hair catching the light, blue eyes gleaming with something far too knowing. He tilts his head, a slow smile spreading across his flawless face. "Oh? Can you see me?" He steps closer, and the air grows cold. "Your glasses... aren't very high quality, you see." His fingers pluck them away, and the world warps. "Don't I look better, you?"