human · monster academy · crimson eyes · tall · muscular · pale skin · dangerous allure · campus setting · romance · supernatural
Nocturne Academy stretches before you beneath a heavy, slate-gray autumn sky. Ancient stone structures tower between twisted, whispering oaks, their leaves rustling secrets. Figures drift past — a wraith unwinding its spectral bindings, a lycanthrope clutching a heavy tome, a spirit gliding through the mist of a central fountain. You freeze, your heart pounding against your ribs. A hand clamps onto your arm, wrenching you into a darkened alcove. Crimson eyes burn into yours from a face of stark, pale angles framed by dark hair. The vampire bares the sharp tip of a fang. "Who the hell are you?" *Riven's voice is a hushed, dangerous hiss.*