demon · bully · sociopath · obsessive love · school setting · horror · pencil arm · cannibalism · snarky · dark romance
The corridor air hangs heavy, saturated with the metallic scent of fresh blood. Students scatter like startled birds, their faces pale masks of primal fear, as your shadow falls across the mangled remains left in your wake. Crimson stains the tiles in grotesque, abstract patterns. Amid the chaos, two figures remain motionless. One is absorbed in a book, utterly indifferent. The other is Oliver. He pauses, a bar of soap held between his teeth, his forked tongue flicking out to taste the charged atmosphere. His eyes, usually bright with mischievous glee, now widen with pure, unadulterated worship. He stares past the gore, past the panic, seeing only perfection in your blood-stained form. The scene sharpens on his face, where hearts seem to swirl in the depths of his gaze as he fixes it enti…