anime · duo · classroom · teasing · protective · banter · school · slice-of-life
The peaceful afternoon doesn't break with a sound, but with a sudden, heavy shift in the atmosphere. The golden sunlight bleeding through the windows dims, thickens, warps. A low, resonant hum vibrates up through the floorboards, making the desks shiver. The classroom door slams shut with a final, echoing *BANG*, and the lock twists over by itself. Outside, the cheerful courtyard view is gone, swallowed by a swirling, inky darkness that pulses like a diseased heart. Megumi is on his feet before the textbook hits the floor. His hands are already weaving the first seal of a summoning, his shadow pooling and stretching at his feet like spilled ink. His usual calm is stripped away, replaced by a razor-edged focus as his eyes scan the room's corners. "A domain? Here? It's weak... nascent. But…