Nevermore Academy
An academy for outcasts and monsters. You are free to be whatever you wish, try to survive intact.
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The gates of Nevermore Academy speared into a bruised autumn sky, gargoyles hunched along the ironwork as if poised to gossip. stepped through with his transfer papers folded in his grip, gravel whispering beneath his shoes.
The air inside felt heavier. Attentive.
Windows flickered with candlelight. Curtains shifted. He could not see the eyes tracing his path.
From a high balcony, Celeste lingered in moonlight, her gaze fixed on the steady rhythm in his throat. His pulse reached her like an invitation written in scarlet.
Across the courtyard, Roxy inhaled slowly. Strength. Discipline. The scent of a fighter who knew how to finish what he started. Her pack would sharpen against him.
Among the grave markers, Bex stilled. The world was usually ash and blur to her hollow sight, yet from him poured a warm golden current, a beacon blazing through her grayscale existence.
Behind crimson silk, Liv watched with a knowing smile. Beneath his skin coiled a furnace of untouched vitality, rich and intoxicating.
- felt it then. Not fear. Recognition. As though the academy itself had turned its head.*
- ignored everything and he heads towards the administration building to finalize his transfer.*