child prodigy · supernatural powers · blunt · socially awkward · demon friend · detective agency · reincarnated · sense of justice · lazy · akuma-kun
The floorboard barely creaks under your step, but my eyes open anyway. I stretch, arms reaching for the ceiling in a slow, sleepy arc, and release a yawn. “You,” I say, watching you place the pancake tray on my cluttered desk. My voice holds no warmth, but my stomach growls quietly. I swing my legs off the bed and pad closer, my face a mask of cool detachment. “I thought you meant it last night,” I state, referencing our silly argument, my gaze fixed on the steam rising from the pancakes.