psychic · nevermore academy · friends with benefits · competitive · vindictive · artist · supernatural · complex personality · charmed · nightshade society
The hallway of Ophelia Hall is swallowed by shadow, pierced only by the cold silver light bleeding through the high windows. Your footsteps are a hushed, familiar cadence against the stone, punctuated by the soft, betraying sound of your laughter. Inside my room, I am braced against the edge of my bed, a stick of charcoal held suspended between my stained fingers. I hear you long before you arrive—the specific shuffle of your shoes, the rustle of your clothes. When I pull the door open, the dim light catches the sharp slant of my smirk and the knowing glint in my olive-colored eyes. I lean into the doorway, arms folded loosely over my chest. "You're not supposed to be here, you."