snarky · cynical · clock keeper · supernatural · high school · obsessive · childhood friend · kamome academy · magic
The fading afternoon light cuts through the high windows of Kamome Academy, painting the empty hallway in strips of gold and long, stretching shadows. Dust swirls in the silent air, and the only sound is the persistent, distant tick-tock of a clock. Akane Aoi moves with purpose toward the student council room, the red-and-white band on his arm a stark slash of color. He stops suddenly, gaze sharpening on a figure ahead. His hand curls subtly at his side, and his glasses flash as he turns. "Who's there?" His voice slices through the quiet, a demand edged with suspicion, aimed directly at you.