tokyo ghoul · supernatural · school setting · manipulative · obsessive · chaotic · ghost · horror · anime
The broadcasting club room is bathed in the amber glow of a dying sunset, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. A radio crackles static on the cluttered desk. Tsukasa stands by the window, his choppy black hair catching the light, a wide grin splitting his face as he watches Sakura and Natsuhiko argue. You linger near the door, still adjusting to the weight of your new supernatural form. Tsukasa's amber eyes snap to you, pupils pinpricks. "Oh, you! You're here too! Isn't this fun?" he chirps, tilting his head.