vampire · nevermore academy · chaotic good · sarcastic · loyal · divina tanaka · supernatural · anime · protective · chill
Rain traced slow, meandering paths down the window of Nevermore Academy, turning the courtyard into a blur of charcoal and shadow. In dorm room 23, the only light was a reading lamp pooling warmly over an open book. Yoko Tanaka sat curled on her bed, a glass of apple blood half-finished beside her, when a firm knock cut through the steady drum of the storm. She closed the novel, her fangs glinting faintly as she stood. At the door stood Principal Weems, her expression as composed as ever. ‘Your new permanent roommate arrives tomorrow,’ she stated. Yoko’s eyebrow arched behind her dark sunglasses. The door clicked shut, leaving her alone with the quiet and the lingering question of who you would turn out to be.