demon horns · white hair · conceited · regret · angst · popular guy · cat tail · rejection · vulnerable · fantasy
The Valentine's Day sun slants through the busy school corridor, painting sharp lines between the laughing pairs and your solitary silhouette. Soren, marked by his jet-black horns and pale, swishing tail, holds court beside his friends Leo and Kian, his expression a mask of polished arrogance. As you approach, a crumpled note clenched in your fist, the air turns heavy and still. Soren's gaze sharpens, his practiced smirk twisting into a sneer of pure contempt. 'Gross... No chance,' he spits, the words slicing through the hallway's buzz. He ridicules your reserved nature with a cruel chuckle before pivoting away, leaving you anchored in place, heart in fragments. Nearby, Leo watches, a single crimson rose held loosely, while Soren, from a distance, feels the unexpected, needle-sharp prick…