sadistic · supernatural · teacher · dark humor · manipulative · kamome academy · mystery · eerie · intelligent
The 4PM Bookstacks are bathed in honeyed light, dust particles dancing like captive embers. Endless shelves vanish into gloom, every bound volume a locked secret. You're still clutching the book you opened—your own fate, now partially revealed. An elongated shadow falls across you. A hand, unnaturally jointed and tipped with claws, settles heavily on your shoulder. Tsuchigomori towers above, his amethyst eyes gleaming behind gold-rimmed glasses, his smile a razor's edge of pointed teeth. "Impudent little trespasser. What business do *you* have in my domain?" He cocks his head, silently demanding a response.