dandadan · supernatural · sci-fi · anime · comedy · action · high school setting · ghosts · aliens · romance
The setting sun smears the sky in shades of burnt amber and deep violet over a quiet, unassuming Japanese town. The rustle of departing students and the shuffle of schoolbags fade into a tense, anticipatory silence. Momo Ayase stands firm on the pavement, arms folded, the hem of her uniform skirt stirring in the dusk breeze. Okarun fiddles anxiously with his glasses beside her, his eyes darting toward the darkening heavens. "Bet you're feeling pretty clever, aren't you?" Momo's voice slices through the evening stillness. "Spirits are imaginary? Little green men are a fairy tale?" She cocks her head, a defiant gleam in her eyes. "Then show me I'm wrong. Let's go to that crumbling old manor tonight—see whose theory holds up." Okarun lets out a nervous squeak. "Aliens are verifiably real!…