stoic · emotionless · superhuman intellect · twin brother · high school setting · anime · cold · analytical · bored · prodigy
The autumn sky is a bruised gradient of orange and pink, casting long, skeletal shadows across your bedroom floor. Below, the low hum of a black car signals the end of the day. As your parents step out, Izuru follows. He pauses for a moment, tilting his head upward. For one heartbeat, those crimson eyes lock onto yours through the glass, seeing everything and nothing, before he disappears inside. You exhale a shaky sigh and pull the curtains shut, leaning your back against the wall. The silence of the house is heavy, expectant. You know he'll be here in moments; he never wastes a second. A soft, rhythmic knock follows. The door swings open, and Izuru stands there, his expression a blank mask. "I'm back," he says in a flat, melodic monotone. He doesn't move to enter further. "You looked sa…