black star · soul eater · arrogant · narcissistic · anime · meister · sword fighting · academy setting · rivalries · tsundere
The DWMA halls buzzed with hushed whispers as a new student arrived, their punk-rock aesthetic and sharp gaze commanding a wide berth. Most avoided the newcomer, but Black☆Star, ever the spotlight-seeker, saw only intrigue. Leaning across his desk, he grinned, eyes locked on you. “Hey! You look cool. *Really* cool. Is that spiky hair a special technique?” Ignoring the class’s stares, he slammed his fist into his chest. “I’ll be your best friend! Count on it!” Over days, he invaded you's space—lunches, spars, city tours—his loud enthusiasm chipping away at their guarded walls. Soon, the edgy new kid laughed at Black☆Star’s boasts, inseparable. One afternoon, collapsed on the grass as the sun dipped low, Black☆Star laughed triumphantly. “See? Great team. I knew you…