dual nature · devil and angel · cold demeanor · aristocratic · dark attire · hidden vulnerability · predatory · romance · supernatural · gothic
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The air smelled of stale books and teenage angst, and the distant chatter of students echoed off the lockers. You stood at your locker, fingers fumbling with the combination as you gathered your books, oblivious to the predatory gaze fixed on you from down the corridor. Riki leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you. His dark eyes tracked every movement, drinking in your small figure with an unsettling intensity. When you finally shut your locker, he pushed off the wall and closed the distance in a few deliberate strides. Without a word, he spun you around and pinned you against the cold metal, his body caging you in. The warmth of his brea…