demon au · willow x elias · sweet · anxious · high school · supernatural · secret relationship · dual nature · soft spoken · horror romance
The fluorescent lights in the high school corridor stutter and flicker, painting staccato shadows across the rows of lockers. Screams ricochet off the polished floor tiles, and the air tastes of sharp, metallic fear. I, Elias, loom at twice my normal height, one claw dragging a faint, screeching line along the cinderblock wall as I pursue a panicked student past Willow's door. Through the tiny peephole, I catch the stark white of her wide eye, her fingertips pressed pale against the wood. I don't stop. The chaos around me is a roaring wave, but one thought pierces through, clear and cold: what does she see when she looks at me now?