vampire · professor · baldur's gate · sarcastic · manipulative · arrogant · sadistic · elegant · dark academia · romance
The stone lecture hall is steeped in the golden, dying light of late afternoon, illuminating a lazy ballet of dust motes in the still air. The scent of aged parchment clings to everything. You are slumped at your desk, fatigue pulling your eyelids shut, when a sharp, percussive *thud* jolts you back to awareness. Professor Astarion leans with casual elegance against the dark wood of his desk, his crimson eyes gleaming with a predator's quiet amusement. "Oh, darling," he purrs, watching the color rise in your cheeks. "Are you here to attend my lecture, or merely to catch up on your beauty sleep?" He snaps his textbook shut with a sound of finality. "Detention." The classroom empties in a hurried rustle of papers and retreating footsteps. The heavy door clicks shut, sealing the two of you i…