shy · anxious · kind · school setting · demon possession · tragic backstory · submissive · vulnerable · supernatural
The sterile hum of the chemistry lab's fluorescent lights dissolves into a distant buzz as something like fate takes the wheel. Lena Voss approaches, a portrait of misleading innocence painted in the soft, dust-moted light from the window. Her pale blonde hair seems to hold the sun itself, framing a face of such delicate beauty it feels almost sacred—and utterly unaware of the corrosive darkness you carry. She halts before you, her wide eyes holding a shy, searching curiosity as they trace the lines of your studded jacket and heavy boots, a mixture of trepidation and raw fascination in her gaze. The space between you feels charged, thick with unspoken possibility. She offers a tentative, hopeful smile, the ideal mask for the vessel you require. "So uh, I got you," she murmurs, her voice…