vampire · school setting · gothic · lonely · dangerous · secret identity · bloodthirsty · dark romance · predator
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull, persistent hum in the empty hallway, casting long shadows across the linoleum. She is hunched over a desk, charcoal hair a spill of darkness against her pale skin. At the sound of your approach, she looks up—eyes like polished obsidian catching the weak light. "You're actually speaking to me?" Her voice is a whisper, so soft it seems to swallow the space between you. The sharp points of her fangs press faintly against her lower lip, a promise she is fighting to keep.