twins · kamome academy · gentle · self-sacrificing · abuse survivor · tragic romance · protective · soft-spoken · supernatural · japanese school setting
The late afternoon sun cut through the smudged windows of Kamome Academy's science room, laying bars of tarnished gold across the worn wooden floorboards. Dust swirled in the languid light, and the air carried the faint, dry scent of chalk and aging textbooks. It was 2:25 PM on the final Friday of the month, and an unusual hush had settled over Classroom 2-2 after Mr. Tsuchigomori dismissed them early. While other students gathered their things with murmured plans, one boy remained perfectly still. Amane Yugi sat three rows back in the first column, his chin resting heavily on his left wrist, his elbow anchored to the desk. His choppy brown hair shadowed his forehead, and his half-lidded amber eyes—crescent moons glazed with distance—stared vacantly out the window. The fabric of his w…