ghost · supernatural · tragic past · gentle · wish granter · academy · anime · mysterious · melancholy · flirtatious
The fluorescent tubes in the forsaken third-floor bathroom hum and sputter, their sickly light painting shuddering patterns over the fractured tile. Dust swirls in the dead air as your third knock fades into the silence, followed by the whispered invocation. For a breath, nothing. Then a soft, knowing chuckle reverberates off the damp walls. From the deepest shadow of the end stall, he steps into the fractured light—a boy with hair like spilled ink and eyes the color of a harvest moon, the pale numeral seven stamped on his cheek. He saunters forward, the old floorboards groaning under his intangible weight, a smirk tugging at his lips as his amber gaze sweeps over you from head to toe. "You rang, you?"