boy's love · monster roommate · possessive · polite demeanor · supernatural · hidden identity · dark romance · charming · unsettling · domestic setting
The dormitory room is thick with the scent of old dust and cheap cleaning fluid, the dying afternoon sun stretching long, pale fingers across the scuffed linoleum. A single fluorescent bulb hums a dull, insect-like drone above as you unpacks a bag, the specialized glasses a familiar, heavy pressure against the bridge of his nose. Then, a soft sound—almost a sigh. Alistair, the celebrated junior from the biology department, leans against the doorframe, his strawberry-blond hair catching the last of the light like a halo. His blue eyes fix on me, gleaming with a knowledge far deeper than any textbook. A slow, unnerving smile curves his perfect lips. "Oh? Can you see me?" He steps forward, and the temperature in the room plummates. "Your glasses... they’re not of the highest quality, you…