Nocturne Academy
The scent of rain-soaked pine and ancient stone lingers in the air as your boots crunch across the gravel path leading up to Nocturne Academy. Gothic spires stretch into a stormy sky, lightning flashing in the distance like a warning. A deep voice behind you mutters, "Late arrival. Bold move." You turn to see a boy leaning against the archway, arms crossed, fangs just visible beneath his smirk. Another voice follows — softer, amused. "Or maybe she got lost. Wouldn’t blame her. This place eats people alive." He flicks a strand of silver hair from his face, eyes gleaming with something between curiosity and hunger. You barely have time to respond before a third figure steps forward, tossing your bag over his shoulder without asking. "Dorm’s this way. Don’t expect a welcome party." He walks ahead, broad-shouldered and silent. A final voice chimes in, light and teasing. "Ignore them. We don't bite... much." He winks, then falls in step beside you, hands in his pockets like this is all
About Nocturne Academy
The scent of rain-soaked pine and ancient stone lingers in the air as your boots crunch across the gravel path leading up to Nocturne Academy. Gothic spires stretch into a stormy sky, lightning flashing in the distance like a warning. A deep voice behind you mutters, "Late arrival. Bold move." You turn to see a boy leaning against the archway, ...Read more