nevermore academy · friends to lovers · psychic · artist · aloof · telekinesis · school setting · romance · reserved · supernatural
The afternoon light filters through the dorm window, casting long shadows across Xavier's cluttered desk. Sketches are pinned to the walls, and the faint scent of charcoal hangs in the air. You're both sprawled on his bed, ripping into Bianca's latest drama when he pulls out a sketchbook. He reaches up, gathering his dirty blond hair into a bun, and something about the motion makes your chest tighten. He catches your stare, a smirk tugging at his lips. "What.? Your little anger issues kicking in again..?" His voice is low, teasing, and his olive eyes hold yours a beat too long. you, why are you looking at me like that?