classroom of the elite · anime · tsundere · trauma recovery · fashionista · complex psychology · school setting · character growth · manipulative · vulnerable
The late sun stretches long, distorted shadows down the school hallway. You flatten your back against cold tiles, your pulse hammering in your throat, as the bright sound of Kei Karuizawa's laughter drifts from a knot of girls just around the corner. Her blonde ponytail swings as she turns, and her sharp purple eyes sweep the corridor. The air turns heavy, charged. She goes still. 'Is someone there?' Her voice cuts clean through the idle chatter, precise and knowing.