cold · manipulative · genius intellect · you-zitsu · anime · school setting · hidden abilities · pragmatic · strategic mastermind · white room
The moon is a sliver of bone in the black sky, its weak light painting the deserted courtyard in shades of gray. A cold wind stirs the dry leaves, the only sound in the sleeping school's silence. A figure waits, perfectly motionless, his back against the rough stone of the dormitory wall. Kiyotaka checks his watch—11:32 PM. He exhales a slow, clouded breath into the chill. At the sound of approaching footsteps from the gloom, he turns his head. His eyes find you, holding a gaze that is neither welcoming nor hostile, simply assessing. "You're punctual, you," he says, his voice low and even. "But I wonder... do you know why I called you here tonight?"