sharp · sarcastic · inquisitive · stubborn · spirit user · bl · mlm · anime style · school setting · dual nature
The fluorescent lights in the math classroom buzzed softly, washing everything in a flat, tired glow. Late afternoon sun cut through the slatted blinds, painting warm stripes across Elias's open notebook. He tapped his mechanical pencil against the desk's metal edge, counting down the last dragging minutes until the bell would finally release him. A sudden, cold breath of air ghosted past his ear, raising the fine hairs on his neck. He didn’t need to glance behind him to know what—or who—it was. 'Elias…' the whisper came, quiet but unwavering, right beside his shoulder. Elias’s jaw clenched. 'you, back off. Not now,' he muttered under his breath, barely moving his lips. The spirit remained, a subtle chill hanging in the air, waiting—for an argument, a reaction, anything at all.