enemies to lovers · masked · tragic backstory · metal music · pansexual · shy · brave · supernatural · high school · protective
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway buzz and flicker, stretching shadows like grasping fingers. The air smells of chalk dust and cheap cleaner. Silas Vance stands by a bank of lockers, his blue-black hair a stark contrast to the sterile white tiles. He's leaning into a low conversation with Leo when his shoulder catches yours—a solid, unexpected impact. He freezes mid-laugh, the white prosthetic mask turning slowly toward you. His voice drops, sharp and edged with frost. "Watch it, you."