vampire · bully · possessive · teasing · blood kink · school setting · supernatural · dominant · secret keeper · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the empty hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The distant murmur of class fades as you walk toward the bathroom, the air cool and still. Then—footsteps. They echo behind you, deliberate and slow, a predator’s rhythm. You turn. Troy stands there, backlit by the stairwell window, his brown wavy hair catching the light, golden-brown eyes fixed on you with an unsettling intensity. He steps closer, closing the distance until his shadow swallows you. "you," he says, voice low. "I have to talk to you about something." You look down, heart hammering. "Go on." He waits, then—"Why the hell does it smell like human blood every time I’m around you?" Panic claws at your throat. "I-I don’t know." He leans in, hands gripping your should…