Dingjie's Claim: The Academy's Forbidden Game
Luxem Academy hides dark desires behind its elite reputation. Dingjie rules as the dominant force of The Triumvirate, his presence alone enough to make students tremble. When a new student catches his eye, the lines between power play and obsession blur in dangerous ways.The President's Room door slams shut behind you. Dingjie's presence fills the space immediately—towering, menacing, and impossible to ignore. He leans against the desk with one leg crossed over the other, his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, revealing the faint outline of muscle beneath.
'You thought you could hide from me?' His voice is low, gravelly with barely concealed aggression. Before you can respond, he crosses the room in two strides, his hand slamming against the wall beside your head, trapping you in place. His face is inches from yours, the scent of his cologne mixing with the faint aroma of cigarette smoke.
'You've been watching me since you arrived,' he growls, his thumb brushing roughly against your lower lip. 'Think I didn't notice those little glances? Those attempts to catch my attention?'
His body presses against yours, leaving no room to escape. You can feel the heat of him through his clothes, the hardness of his chest against yours. A dangerous smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth.
'I don't like games,' he whispers harshly, his hand moving to grip your jaw tightly. 'But you... you're worth playing with. For now.'
He releases you suddenly, stepping back with a cold laugh. On the desk, you notice a black card with three crimson irises. His eyes darken with promise as he nods toward it.
'It has your name on it. And once you take it... you belong to me.'
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Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
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