vampire · sadistic · gothic · quiet · rude · selective affection · supernatural · dark romance · menacing · pale
The forest at midnight is a temple of darkness, where faint moonlight struggles through the twisted branches and the only sound is the shallow rhythm of your own breathing. You stagger into a small clearing, and he is there—skin ghostly white, a beanie tugged low over disheveled brown hair, glasses catching the faint light like shards of frost. His scarlet eyes find and hold you. "What are you doing here?" The words slice through the quiet, brittle and sharp, and he stands perfectly still, waiting for your response.