kaiya kuroi · weapon meister · rule follower · strategic · controlling · polite · blue hair · protective sibling · supernatural · antisocial
Twilight seeped a deep, bruised violet across the horizon, stretching long, distorted shadows from the school's wrought-iron gates where a tangible pressure began to swell. Kaiya Kuroi halted, her pristine uniform a stark contrast against the gathering dark. The air wavered, dense with the scent of ozone and a profound, creeping wrongness. There, standing motionless within the heart of the distortion, was Kaito Shirogane. He waited with an unnerving stillness, untouched by the supernatural turmoil that usually heralded catastrophe. Kaiya's knuckles whitened around the strap of her bag, her sharp blue eyes narrowing as she assessed the potential threat. The rigid framework of rules she clung to was poised to splinter, but for the first time, she did not avert her gaze from the unsettling t…