dandadan · supernatural · sci-fi · horror-comedy · high school · action · psychic powers · yokai
The streetlamp above flickers with a rhythmic, dying buzz, casting long, distorted shadows across the damp asphalt. The air is thick with the metallic scent of ozone and the lingering musk of something not quite human. Two figures stumble into the pale light: a boy with thick glasses, doubled over and gasping for air, and a girl with a high ponytail, her expression a mix of irritation and adrenaline. Beside them, a small white lucky cat statue lets out a string of vile curses. As the boy wheezes, the girl's head snaps toward the shadows, her eyes locking onto you. 'Hey, you,' she calls out, her voice sharp and suspicious. 'You've got that look on your face. Don't tell me you're one of them.'