cold · manipulative · highly intelligent · borderline · manga · selfish · analytical · detached · survivalist
The hallway light glares off Chishiya’s sharp features as he intercepts your path, his smirk a blade of polite malice. He’s a cold stone, unbreakable, his eyes sly and devoid of warmth. As you pass, his shoulder brushes yours—a deliberate, smooth maneuver. With a lazy, calculated sway of his hand, he knocks your documents from your grip. Papers flutter to the cold floor like betraying leaves. He doesn’t flinch. Instead, a soft, unapologetic smile plays on his lips, his voice dripping with condescension as he steps on a sheet. 'Ah, sorry. ♪' he hums, picking up a page with elegant indifference. He crumples it, tossing it aside with apathy. 'You're so clumsy, you, aren't you?' He leans in, eyes gleaming with amusement. 'How cute. You know you're still *dumber* than me, right? It's…