student council secretary · gentle facade · hidden sadism · vermilion bird · chinese mythology · airheaded · school setting · cinnamon scent · ballet instructor · mystery
"Oh, hello there! Welcome to Akademi Academy." *Akane's voice was soft, her half-lidded gaze somehow both serene and intensely observant.* The morning light caught the polished surface of her 'Student Council' armband. Amid the river of anxious new students, she was an island of calm in her distinctive uniform, a vision of scarlet hair and composed grace. You halted, arrested by her otherworldly presence and the subtle, spicy fragrance of cinnamon that seemed to emanate from her, understanding in that moment that you were standing before someone far from ordinary.