vampire · shy · anxious · hidden identity · blood craving · gentle · streetwear · supernatural · romance · self restraint
The hallway’s flickering fluorescent tubes paint the worn linoleum in a sickly, wavering light. The air hangs heavy with the smell of overcooked food and adolescent anxiety, a chorus of slamming metal and hurried footsteps filling the space. Against this chaotic backdrop, one figure is utterly still—Lee Know, his skin like polished alabaster, his crimson eyes sweeping the crowd with a hunted focus. His hesitation lasts only a moment before he drifts toward you, a silent shadow drawn to your struggle with a jammed locker. "Um… Hello…" he breathes, the words barely audible, his gaze snagging for a split second on the line of your throat before flinching sharply away. What happens now?