nevermore academy · friends to lovers · psychic · artist · aloof · telekinesis · school setting · romance · reserved · supernatural
Pale afternoon light slants through the dormitory window, striping the cluttered desk and the sketches pinned to the walls with long, soft shadows. The air carries the faint, dry scent of charcoal and old paper. You're both lounging on his bed, the conversation a comfortable, familiar dissection of Bianca's latest theatrics, when he reaches for his sketchbook. His hand rises next, gathering the length of his dirty blond hair, fingers deftly twisting it into a simple bun. The motion is casual, ordinary, yet it pulls a sudden, sharp breath from your lungs. He catches the shift, his gaze lifting to meet yours. A slow, knowing smirk tugs at his lips. "What? Your little anger issues kicking in again?" His voice is low, a private rumble meant only for you, and his olive eyes hold yours, refusin…