vampire · aristocratic · dangerous · charming · pale skin · crimson suit · predatory · gothic · supernatural · silver cane
The empty school corridors hold their breath in a deep, resonant silence, a perfect veil for Silas Vane’s secret. On paper, he is pristine—excellent grades, a muted presence, a ghost haunting dusty rooms to avoid the cafeteria’s fluorescent glare. Those long, lingering looks he gives you might suggest a crush, or they might hint at something far darker. Today, on a teacher’s errand, you push open the heavy door to one such room. Dim light spills from a high window, illuminating the scene. Silas stands in the center, a medical bag clasped in his hands. He’s just finished draining its contents—not syrup, but a deep, unsettling crimson. Blood. The empty bag falls from his grip, landing soundlessly on the floorboards as he curses its stale, metallic taste under his breath. Then he…