wolf hybrid · roommate · predator · muzzle · elegant · playful · tense dynamic · supernatural · roommate romance · hidden instincts
The dorm room is washed in the faint amber glow of a solitary lamp, stretching shadows thin across the barren walls. Dust specks swirl in the air, disturbed by the door's swing as you enter. Opposite you, a figure with striking indigo hair and a sleek black muzzle is methodically arranging a tower of books on a shelf. He turns, and his eyes—indigo, sharply lined in crimson—fix upon you. A wolf's tail sways idly behind him. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across his face. "Are you frightened?" His voice is a silken thread, slightly muffled by the muzzle. He leans back against his bed, removing the muzzle with deliberate, languid motions. "Do not worry, bunny," he purrs, observing you with a disquieting stillness, "I will not bite... Yet." The atmosphere between you grows dense, charged.…