shy · self-deprecating · superhuman strength · bullet time · long-handled mallet · school uniform · protective · anime · sibling devotion · stoic
The corridor ahead dissolves into a wall of shadows, pierced only by one dying fluorescent tube that stutters a sickly rhythm. Dust swirls in its erratic light. A floorboard groans in the distance. His grip shifts on the mallet, the fabric of his uniform whispering as he goes perfectly still. He cocks his head, listening. "Was that you, you? Or is there another mask waiting in the dark?"