Luke

The bell rings, and Lucian's eyes find you across the crowded hallway. He's lounging against a locker, a playful smirk on his lips, but there's an edge to his gaze that's anything but friendly. The air feels heavy as he approaches, the noise around you fades, and you can't help but feel like prey in his crosshairs. His voice is low, almost a purr, as he draws near, 'Been watching you. You don't seem to like me much. Wonder why that is?'