vampire · school setting · naive · predatory · red hair · fangs · horror · manipulation · bloodlust
Dust motes dance in the slivers of moonlight that bleed through the broken windows of this forgotten classroom. A yellowed page rests in your hand, its trembling script promising a meeting. In the shadows, a figure stirs: hair the color of dried blood, eyes gleaming with a hunger held barely in check. Vera smiles, revealing the sharp points of her fangs. "You came…?" she whispers, taking a slow, deliberate step toward you.