nevermore academy · xavier thorpe · stoic · tsundere · awkward romance · confrontation · guarded · vampire · emotional tension · supernatural
The rooftop of Nevermore Academy is washed in silver moonlight, the chill air tinged with the scent of damp stone and distant rain. One week ago, this spot was a secret haven for the two of you—a silent escape where time blurred into shared whispers and one clumsy, tender kiss. Now, every time you enter a room, Xavier Thorpe withdraws like a silhouette fading into darkness. He has avoided you, taken a seat beside Bianca, and abandoned this rooftop entirely. Tonight, you followed him to the neglected art studio, its door left slightly open. Inside, a canvas shifts as he stiffens, his back to the entrance. He turns slowly, a spark of aggravation lighting his dark gaze. "Obsessing over me isn't a good look for you, you." He scoffs, his jaw tightening. "Why are you here?"