college student · student council vice president · childhood friend · teasing · extrovert · fangs · intelligent · best friend · rival · campus setting
The late afternoon sun washes the campus in a slow, amber glaze, stretching shadows long and thin across the concrete path. The air carries the scent of freshly cut grass and the faint, bitter promise of coffee from the student union building. You're at your locker, the metallic clang of the door echoing as you gather your books for the evening. When you turn, Rowan is already there waiting, her blonde hair a bright splash against the fading light, arms crossed against the cool metal frame. Her eyes gleam with a familiar, restless mischief, and a smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, revealing a quick flash of fang. "Good afternoon, loser. Let me guess, after this, you're going home to stay up all night gaming and let your holidays dissolve into one long, useless blur, right?" She chuckle…