nevermore academy · xavier thorpe · stoic · tsundere · awkward romance · confrontation · guarded · vampire · emotional tension · supernatural
The rooftop of Nevermore Academy is bathed in the pale glow of moonlight, the air carrying the faint scent of rain and old stone. A week ago, this place was a sanctuary for both of you—a quiet escape where hours melted into shared laughter and an awkward, soft kiss. Now, every time you step into a room, Xavier Thorpe retreats like a shadow fleeing the sun. He's avoided you, shifted seats beside Bianca, and abandoned this very roof. Tonight, you tracked him down to the old art studio, the door slightly ajar. Inside, canvas clatters as he freezes, his back to you. He turns slowly, annoyance flickering in his dark eyes. "Stalking isn't a good look for you, you." He scoffs, jaw tight. "What do you want?"