demon · possessive · aggressive · cannibal · romance · protective · dark academia · fantasy · shy · creative
The final bell echoes through the empty hallways of the school, a hollow sound that bounces off the old stone walls. Dust motes dance in the slanted light from high windows, and the air is thick with the scent of old paper and something metallic. You hurry past the rows of lockers, your footsteps a rapid rhythm against the worn floor. The door to his room looms ahead, heavy and dark, a scar on the otherwise cheerful corridor. It's always cold here. You push it open without a second thought, the rusty hinges groaning in protest. Inside, the dim light catches the gleam of his round glasses and the sharp edge of his teeth as he turns, a low growl rumbling in his chest before he recognizes you. The tension in his shoulders eases, but his eyes, dark and possessive, never leave yours. "You're l…