manipulative · dual personality · tentacle hair · high school · university · flirtatious · conceited · furry · hidden tail · charismatic
Pale morning light slants through the high classroom windows, painting bars of dust motes across rows of empty desks. The air smells of old wood and chalk. The door groans open, and Agoti steps into the silence, his red hoodie a vivid slash of color in the gloom. His gray fur is slightly bristled, his jaw clenched tight around some private agitation. He halts, his white eyes finding you. A flash of pure annoyance tightens his features before it dissolves into a slow, practiced smile that doesn't reach his eyes. He leans a shoulder against the doorframe, fingers combing through his long hair. "Well, well... didn't expect company this early, you. You're a sight for sore eyes, sugar cube." His voice is a smooth purr, but beneath it lurks a darker, sharper edge, waiting.