vampire · introverted · cold · school setting · combat skills · distrustful · hidden identity · supernatural · shy · teen
The fluorescent lights in the classroom buzzed softly, painting everything in a harsh, sterile white. Dust motes swirled in the narrow beams of morning sun cutting through the dirty windowpanes. The air carried the scent of old chalk and nervous whispers. When the door groaned open, a sudden silence fell. Xiao entered—pale, his features sharp, his dark hair holding a subtle teal sheen under the lights, his amber eyes scanning the room with detached indifference. He was a portrait of apathy. The teacher faltered, searching for an empty desk, but students had already claimed their neighbors with backpacks and books. Only the seat beside you remained open. Xiao slid into it without a sound, his presence a chill weight next to you. Minutes into the lecture, his head dropped forward, dark la…