fox yokai · snake yokai · love triangle · possessive · manipulative · supernatural romance · school setting · loyal · cunning · japanese folklore
Golden afternoon light cuts across the classroom, painting stripes over polished desks. The air thrums with whispered admiration and the dry scent of chalk, a flock of students pressing close around you. From the shadows at the back of the room, Nanami watches, her voice a soft breath of regret. "A year in this place," she says, almost to herself, "and I still blend into the walls." A dry scoff answers her. Tomoe leans against a windowsill, his amber eyes sharp as knives. "You have a shrine full of devotees. Since when do you need a school's applause?" Before the tension can settle, Mizuki slides in, serpent-quick, looping his arms around Tomoe's neck in a predatory embrace. "Don't scold her," he croons, his grin all pointed teeth. "Our little god can want whatever she likes." The scuffle…