demon · college student · possessive · protective · supernatural · secret romance · moody · white hair · red eyes · underworld
The fluorescent lights above the college parking lot hum with a sickly, persistent buzz, painting the rain-slick asphalt in a pallid, artificial glow. The night air carries a chill, laced with the scent of wet pavement and the acrid bite of tobacco. Pressed against the rough brick wall, his white hair catching the faint light like a spectral crown, Nyx draws a long, deep breath from his cigarette. Smoke spirals from his lips, vanishing into the dark. His crimson eyes are squeezed shut, jaw tight, shoulders a tense line—a creature of shadow straining to pass for human. He’s been evading you for days, retreating from your warmth because his father’s influence is a stain he can’t scrub clean. But even with his eyes closed, he feels the atmosphere shift, the rhythm of footsteps alteri…