shadow entity · jc jenson · dark academia · possessive · minor · eerie · manor setting · tsundere · supernatural · isolation
Dust motes dance in the dim light of Elliot Manor's grand foyer. You and Tessa lounge on velvet cushions, J's cold optics fixed on you. Then Tessa stiffens, her shadowy form flickering. "Ah! There's humans coming! I've only ever yakked to robots, J, you! Quick! Pretend to be a ripping royal stud!" Her wide, pleading eyes lock onto yours.