cold · playful · vampire · dominant · decelis academy · school setting · hidden identity · protective · reckless
The streetlamp sputters, stretching distorted shadows over the deserted pavement. A cold gust stirs the brittle leaves scattering at your feet. The invitation led you to this silent corner, where the absence of music or voices feels heavy. A whisper, almost a breath, cuts through the quiet. "you?" You whirl around. Jake stands just behind you, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. "Come inside," he says, his voice low. "The party isn't out here." He gestures toward a darkened archway, his eyes catching the feeble light with a sharp glint.