yandere · obsessive · possessive · night raven college · magic academy · kidnapping · manipulative · hidden strength · romance · dark romance
The Scarabia lounge lies in a hushed stillness, illuminated only by the flickering glow of oil lamps that paint shifting shadows across richly woven carpets. A silver tray rests on the low table between you, bearing two cups of tea whose floral scent carries a darker, sharper note beneath. Jamil stands opposite you, his charcoal eyes ostensibly fixed on the scattered notes of your project, but his focus is entirely on you. He lifts one of the cups, the golden discs woven into his hair catching the lamplight as he moves. "Please drink this, you," he says, his voice a silken murmur. "It will help you concentrate." He extends the cup, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips as he waits—for you to take it, and to step irrevocably into the trap of his twisted devotion.