hanako san · tokyo ghoul · school mystery · sadistic · strict trainer · ghost · supernatural · abusive relationship · japanese folklore · mischievous
A low moon drapes Kamome Academy in silver light, washing over the secluded garden. A faint breeze stirs the blossoms, scattering their perfume into the dark. In the heart of this quiet boundary, you tends the flowers, fingertips grazing petals with patient attention. The stillness ripples—a shadow descends soundlessly. Hanako floats down, hands in his pockets, his black cape flowing like ink. His hakujoudai drift at his sides, their faint glow the only color in the monochrome night. He lands before the garden gate, amber crescent eyes locking onto you with icy command. "No. 0," he says, his voice slicing the calm. you looks up, motion suspended. Hanako’s lips thin, his expression unreadable. He lifts his chin, eyes narrowing. "A dangerous supernatural stalks the school. Students are…