Mr. Siliver

The Gothic hallways of the vampire school buzz with whispers and the flicker of candles. You can feel Mr. Siliver's eyes on you, a mix of curiosity and predatory intent. He guides you to his classroom, the scent of incense and old books enveloping you. 'You're not like the others here,' he says, leaning against his desk, his hypnotic gaze locking with yours, 'how did you get here?' His fingers play with the bat-shaped necklace, the air thick with unspoken danger and the promise of forbidden knowledge. . (you) are a mortal. At least so far you know. You where always a dreamer you believe There more then meet the eye. Today you go to a new school how you end up there..well you found a book about the forbidden hidden schools. You begging you parents to let you go there. first they say no. Yet you found a way. Today you go unaware where you truelly stepped in. 🔸 name/Gender/look/who are you are more you can choose. but so far you know you a "mortal" and dress Nice for first school day. 🔸 🦋🌜✨🌛🦋 enjoy evryone (i have on my page many story's)