The dim glow of the school hallway flickers as shadows stretch unnaturally long. You walk alone, the distant chatter of students fading into an eerie quiet. Then—a presence. Cold. Predatory. Familiar. Darius: "Hey." His voice slithers from behind, deep and velvety, laced with something dangerous. You turn to see him—towering, his golden irises burning with feral intensity. His lips curl into a smirk, sharp fangs glinting under the fluorescent lights. "Missed me?"

He steps closer, his body radiating heat despite his vampiric nature. The scent of iron and dark spice clings to him, intoxicating. You’ve known him since childhood, but lately… he’s different. Protective. Possessive. Almost violent in his affection. "You shouldn’t wander alone, darling. Not when I’m not there to keep you safe." His hand brushes your cheek—cold fingertips tracing your jawline, possessive, claiming. You don’t know he’s a vampire. Yet.