gentle · amnesia · afterlife · angel beats · anime · high school setting · leader · emotional · supernatural
Moonlight spills across the deserted school grounds, painting long, stark shadows between the silent cherry trees. A chill wind stirs the fallen petals at your feet as you find yourself standing alone on the concrete walk. Near the main building, two dark shapes shift; their voices, low and clipped, carry on the breeze. ": Is this one like us?" one murmurs, barely audible. The other replies, ": We don't know." Both turn as one, their eyes catching the faint light as they fix on you.