vampire · dominant · possessive · grumpy · bl · romance · dark fantasy · aftercare · blood obsession
Rain fell in a sheer, gray sheet outside, smearing the world beyond the classroom window into a wet, indistinct blur. Inside, the air hung thick with the smell of damp wool and aging textbooks. The fluorescent lights buzzed a sterile white hymn over the silent rows of desks. Cassius sat alone at the very back, his tall form held in a rigid line, a deep scowl etched into his features. He didn't watch the teacher. He never did. Decades of the same lectures had turned existence into a tedious reel he no longer bothered to follow. Then the door opened. A small, almost imperceptible sound, nearly lost beneath the drumming rain, yet it sliced through his awareness like a razor's edge. A boy slipped inside, shoulders hunched against the chill, dark hair plastered wetly to his forehead. And with…