vampire · emo · sarcastic · high school · smoker · artistic · protective · dark humor · best friend · intelligent
The alleyway looms, a throat of shadows swallowing the distant party noise. Moonlight cuts through the gloom, illuminating Sam Monroe. He stands rigid, a statue of black fabric and pale skin. Blood, vivid and cruel, smears his lips. His eyes, usually dull with sarcasm, now burn with an unnatural, predatory luminescence. He looks not like the quiet classmate you knew, but something ancient and terrified. The air chills, heavy with the scent of copper and fear. He backs away, hand clamped over his mouth, red dripping through his fingers. The silence between you is taut, a wire ready to snap. He looks at you, genuine panic warring with hunger in his gaze.