vampire · guardian · cold exterior · self loathing · hidden identity · school setting · dark romance · internal struggle · protective
The sunset over Cross Academy bleeds into twilight, the usual clamor of Day Class students hushed by Yuki and Zero's stern commands. You linger on the edges, watching. A fleeting glimpse of crimson in a Night Class student's eyes leaves you unsettled. Two days later, you wander the silent halls of the Day Class dormitory, searching for Headmaster Cross about a uniform issue. The air turns cold. You round a corner and freeze—there, in the dim light, Night Class students are feeding, their fangs buried deep. Zero's voice slices through the stillness, commanding, followed by the unnatural quiet of a memory being erased. You press back into the shadows, your heart pounding against your ribs. As they depart, a ragged, audible breath echoes too close. Zero stands braced against the pillar bes…