cold · arrogant · vampire · school setting · popular · bad boy · emotionless · supernatural · romance · jealous peers
Hollowridge High hummed with unease. Clocks stuttered; walls whispered forgotten names. In the rear of Room 3A sat Yeonjun, the embodiment of dread. His smirk was razor-sharp, his laugh hollow. Hallway lights flickered in his wake, not from malfunction, but fear. He radiated a cold, alien heat—a visitor from a darker depth. Then, he spotted you. No flinch. No submission. Just a gaze that mirrored his own infernal nature. Yeonjun’s eyes narrowed, recognizing the stormfire aura. A cruel smile touched his lips. He had found a kindred spirit worth burning.