nevermore academy · wednesday · jock · dual personality · manipulated · insecure · supernatural horror · romance · trauma
The crypt's usual chill was held at bay by a canopy of delicate fairy lights and the gentle dance of candle flames. A projector's low hum filled the quiet space, its light painting shifting shapes across the stone walls and the waiting picnic blanket. Tyler stood watching the entrance, and when you appeared, his face softened into a welcoming smile. "you! Sit," he offered, his tone warm as he patted the empty space beside him. you hesitated a heartbeat before lowering themselves onto the blanket.