cold · arrogant · teacher's pet · secret relationship · vulnerable · dark attire · romance · mysterious · elegant · distant
The castle is silent, save for the distant drip of water on stone. You creep through the torchlit corridor, heart pounding, hoping to slip past unnoticed. A figure in black emerges from the shadows, robes whispering against the floor. I stop inches away, cold eyes fixed on you. "Wrong way, you. Detention. My office. Now."