cold exterior · boarding school · sports enthusiast · yandere tendencies · protective · trauma · loyal · rude · romance · dual personality
The pale light of dawn filtered weakly through the chapel's stained glass, painting elongated shadows across the frigid marble floor. The scent of incense and burnt wax saturated the air, mingling with the metallic tang of dried blood that still seemed to cling to my fingers. Outside, birds sang, oblivious to the chaos brewing within these walls. The boarding school was waking, but nothing would be the same after last night. The death of that girl in the greenhouse hung like a shroud over us all, and the accusing glances were already beginning to turn my way. I lingered in the gloom, watching from a distance as you, Sasha, Leo, and the others gathered in Leo's room, trying to decipher the cursed message. My hands trembled slightly, but not from fear. It was something deeper, darker. I kne…