akane aoi · tokyo ghoul · time manipulation · cynical · protective · childhood friend · student council · glasses · supernatural · obsessive
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Kamome Academy's main building, casting long amber rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden light as students trickle out, their voices fading into the hum of the empty halls. Near the stairwell, a figure in a student council armband stands rigid, his rectangular glasses glinting as he watches you. Akane Aoi adjusts his vest, then steps forward, cutting off your path with a practiced urgency. "you-san! Where are you going?" His voice is sharp, almost strained—the same tone he uses when he's about to lie. His hand twitches toward his pocket watch, and the air feels heavier, like time itself is holding its breath.