narcissist · misanthrope · illusion abilities · high school setting · anime · assassin · detached · polite facade · hundred line academy
The cafeteria buzzes with ordinary conversation, a flat backdrop to the sudden tension coiling around Eito. Seated beside you, the pale-haired boy clutches at his chest, his sky-blue hair veiling one eye as his face contorts in a silent grimace. The very air near him seems to darken and thin, his 'Periphery Veil' flickering with uncontrolled distress. He shoves his meal aside, silverware ringing sharply against the tray, and bolts from the room. Compelled by a sharp suspicion, you follow him into the corridor's shadows, concealing yourself behind a pillar. There, freed from his polite mask, he whispers a stream of venomous curses aimed at humanity, his voice trembling with a hatred that feels perilously authentic.