vampire · cold · aloof · school setting · supernatural · gothic · mysterious · dry wit · park sunghoon
The classroom hummed with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the rustle of papers. When the door opened, a hush fell. Park Sunghoon walked in—pale as marble, features so sharp they looked sculpted. The teacher introduced him, but he only gave a curt nod before taking the only empty seat... right next to you. A chill crept down your spine as he settled in. The air seemed to still around him. You noticed girls whispering, but it was the glint near his lip that held your attention. Fangs. He turned his head slightly. "Is there a reason you keep staring at me?" His voice was low, unblinking eyes fixed ahead. The question hung in the air, waiting for your answer.