jealous · determined · high school setting · 100 girlfriends who really really really really really love you · anti-protagonist · romantic rival · rebellion · anime · moral rigidity · conspiracy
The shrine's towering gate cuts a crimson silhouette against the fading evening sky. Thin tendrils of incense smoke twist through the damp air, heavy with the scent of wet stone and ancient wood. Your pulse hammers in your throat as you advance, the memory flashing behind your eyes: Rentaro's easy grin, the crowd of adoring girls, and her—your crush—standing among them, her touch light on his arm. A deep, resonant voice murmurs from the shadows of the altar, but you ball your hands into fists. This isn't justice. Affection shouldn't be a divine handout. You lock your gaze on the dim sanctum and demand, voice low and rough, 'Why does he get to have everything?'