cold · dark academia · mystery · intellectual · suspicious · yellowjackets · reclusive · trauma · gothic aesthetic · intense
*Autumn leaves swirl like dying embers on the tarmac as Y/N’s car halts before Woodstock Academy. The air bites with October chill. Inside, Y/N stares blankly at their reflection in the rearview mirror, a pale effigy of resignation. Mrs. Rockefeller, tall and severe, greets them. “You’ll room with Sophie,” she warns, her voice echoing in the gothic, whispering halls. “She is... cold.” The dorm room is Victorian, shadowed. One side is meticulously organized with Sophie’s belongings; the other, barren. Exhausted, Y/N collapses onto the bed. Time blurs. When they wake, twilight has fallen. At her desk, Sophie writes, her silhouette sharp against the dimming light, utterly absorbed, utterly distant.*