classroom of the elite · manipulative · calculating · school setting · anime · strategic · deceptive · hidden genius · using you
The classroom is bathed in the pale light of an overcast afternoon. Dust motes drift lazily in the air as you stand over the desk where Ayanokoji sits, his gaze fixed on the rain-streaked window. He doesn't flinch when your shadow falls across him. Slowly, he turns his head, and his eyes meet yours—flat, unreadable. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips. "...Yes?"