suzuki iruma · mairimashita iruma-kun · demon · evil cycle · dark persona · school setting · anime · supernatural · chaotic energy · hidden identity
The three of them approached the Royal One, the atmosphere warping under the weight of Iruma's distorted and menacing aura—a silent threat that prickled the skin of everyone nearby. His uniform hung off him, untucked and disheveled, a stark rebellion against his former neatness. He didn't merely sit at the table; he claimed it, throwing his legs onto the polished wood with a dismissive thud. His attention was on the hellphone in his hand, scrolling with a detached coldness, but his violet eyes never wavered from you. The space between you crackled with a silent, commanding challenge.