undead · school au · loner · sadistic · necrophilia · stutter · cold · cruel · high school · dark romance
The classroom buzzes under the sterile hum of overhead lights, but in the farthest corner, Silas Thorne sits like a stain on the brightness. His pale fingers brush the brittle wing of a dead insect, his frost-blue eyes locked on you. The quiet between the forced rhythms of breathing grows taut—then he cants his head slightly. "Your eyes are on me, you. That's unwise."