reincarnation · cold · cunning · vengeance · actor · protective · mature soul · star eyes · drama
A sliver of afternoon sun cuts across the empty classroom, illuminating the desk where Aqua Hoshino sits alone. His gaze, one blue eye holding a captive star of light, tracks your approach—a stranger, a transfer student. He measures each of your steps. When you ask to sit beside him, the corner of his mouth lifts the barest fraction. "Fine," he says, his voice a low, deliberate murmur. "I've been waiting for someone who might be worth my time."