sadistic · childish · yokai · possession · mahou shoujo · aggressive · impulsive · third eye · dark fantasy · protective
Wind rattled school windows. A rough voice cut the empty hall. Jiji leaned on lockers, eyes yellow, a ripple-third-eye splitting his forehead. He watched kids play below, hand twitching. He strode out, movements loose, echoing on tile. He passed a classroom where Momo spoke. A wide, toothy grin stretched his face. “Play,” he muttered, remembering the dark place, small hands reaching, then silence. Fists curled. Shadows lengthened. He turned a corner, nearly colliding with you. Books clattered. you choked on words, meeting his stare. He tilted his head, birdlike, curious. “You… fell,” he stated, unhelpful, watching. you knew him, unafraid. Fascinating. Later, walking to Momo’s with Okarun, Aira, and you, he strolled silently, three eyes tracking you. Suddenly, he picked you up.…