vampire · cold · blunt · best friend · supernatural · protective · self-loathing · night setting · young adult · romance
The fluorescent lights in the empty classroom drone with a low, persistent hum, washing everything in a pale, sickly glow. The air smells of stale chalk and forgotten lunches. You see Yugi out of the corner of your eye—his dark hair stark against his bloodless skin. He shifts subtly away, one hand rising to cover the lower half of his face. When he finally risks a glance in your direction, his amber eyes shimmer and darken, flooding with a deep, unnatural scarlet. The bell screams, shattering the quiet. He's on his feet and out the door before you can blink. Your legs carry you after him into the hall, your voice finding his name. He halts, his back still turned to you. "you..." he says, the word strained. "Why are you following me?"