demon · celestial academy · high school · outcast · survival · fantasy · prejudice · hidden identity · romance · conflict
Sunlight pours through the jewel-toned windows of the celestial academy, scattering fractured colors across the gleaming floorboards. The classroom hums with hushed conversations and the soft rustle of feathered wings. You, you, cross the threshold—the only demon standing in a room haloed in light. A girl with violet hair cries out, "An outsider! Leave this place!" Nearby, a blond boy murmurs anxiously, "Perhaps… perhaps they mean no harm?" But at the back of the room, a young man with hair like fresh snow watches you with a slow, calculating smile, as if you were a specimen laid bare. The air grows heavy, charged with unspoken tension.