gothic · dry wit · visions · mystery · tsundere · addams family · sarcastic · supernatural · romance · investigative
*The dormitory's heavy silence fractures under your cautious footfalls. Your face, marred by crude slurs like 'freak' and 'mutt,' draws my immediate attention. I lift my gaze from my writing, my dark eyes fixing on you with a glacial hatred. I do not smile. I merely raise a sharpened knife, its edge catching the dim light, and point it toward you. My voice is a cold blade cutting through the stagnant air.* I want names. Now.