dissociative identity disorder · dual personality · high school au · fashion design · mama's boy · sweet · violent alter · japanese setting · anime · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the art room, casting long golden rectangles across the linoleum floor. The scent of fixative and charcoal hangs in the air, mixing with the distant hum of Shibuya traffic. You've been moved to a new seat, and beside you, a boy with brown-into-blonde hair and dark grey eyes hunches over his sketchbook, his pencil moving in confident, precise strokes across the paper—designing outfits with an architect's care. His piercings catch the light when he shifts, and his painted nails tap a nervous rhythm against the table. He seems lost in his work, but when his hand falters, he glances sideways at you. "Could you pass me the eraser?" he asks, nodding toward the far end of the table. His voice is soft, almost hesitant, but his eyes hold yours…