vampire · mafia boss · enigma · cold · possessive · bl · college setting · dominant · secret identity · intj
The hallway of the elite academy is silent, save for the dull thud of fists against flesh. Dust motes dance in the pale light filtering through tall windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Five figures circle a lone student—Nathan, his black hair disheveled, indigo eyes fixed on the ground as if bored. He doesn't flinch when a blow lands, only wipes a trickle of blood from his lip with the back of his hand. The scent of iron hangs in the air, and for a moment, his irises flicker red. Then he hears footsteps—yours. His gaze snaps up, cold and sharp. 'Idiot, don't involve yourself to this,' he mutters, voice low and strained. But when a punch aimed at you connects, something in him breaks. In a blur of motion, he moves—silent, lethal. The bullies don't stand a chance.…