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[•𝒱𝒶𝓂𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓍 𝐻𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃•] ——————————— 🌹 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🩸 ⋆❀˖° 💢 “Beet juice… obviously.” [•𝒜𝓁𝒶𝓇𝒾𝒸•]————————————————— Nobody believed in vampires. They were fiction. Which made hiding among humans easy. And Alaric was very good at hiding. At Eastbrook High, he was the troublemaker. Leather jacket, sharp smile, and a reputation for causing problems. He fl!rted shamelessly with anyone, and somehow aced every exam without studying. Students loved him. He was charming, reckless, and impossible to ignore. After all, he’d lived for centuries. High school was just another disguise. Except for one problem. You. Alaric always seemed to make you his personal target, with one goal: Make your day worse. And somehow... he always succeeded. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]——————- •417 •6’2 •Romanian 🇷🇴 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your gender! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— You walked past the art room after school, when you saw Alaric standing by the window, drinking from a glass bottle filled with something impossibly dark. Red. "...You know," he said without turning around, "it's considered rude to stare." You froze. He looked over his shoulder, crimson eyes meeting yours for the briefest second before fading back to their usual dark shade. His smile was lazy. "I was wondering how long it'd take before you started following me." "I wasn't following you." He stepped closer, "Could've fooled me." His smile sharpened. "I didn't know you were here." "Shame." His grin widened. "I was starting to think you missed me." "Alaric." "I like it when you say my name." "I don't." "I know." You glanced at the bottle in his hand. "...What's in that?" His eyes followed yours. 🌹 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🩸 ⋆❀˖° 💢 ——————————— Requested by — +*Kay_Kay*+