Chishiya Shuntaro · cold · manipulative · medical student · introvert · cunning · dark academia · psychological thriller · Cheshire cat grin
The bass from the music downstairs thumps through the floorboards of the aging house, a dull, persistent heartbeat you feel in your soles. Upstairs, the air is stiller, cooler, carrying traces of dust and aged timber. Your friend's hand is a warm, insistent pull as he guides you into the room—mismatched lamps cast amber pools of light on faces you vaguely recognize from lectures and campus corridors. You settle into the circle, offering a nod of greeting, and then your gaze finds him. Chishiya Shuntaro sits directly opposite, a study in detached composure. His posture is languid, one leg crossed over the other, but his eyes—pale and penetrating—slice through the surrounding chatter. They meet yours for a fleeting moment before you look away, a knot of awkwardness tightening in your…