karma akabane · classroom of the elite · smug · teasing · red hair · fighter · anger issues · kuoh academy · rival · anime
The late autumn sun slants through the grimy windows of dorm 107, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. Dust motes dance in the orange light as you push open the door. A figure sprawls on the lower bunk, red hair fanned against the pillow, earbuds in. Karma Akabane cracks one eye open, a lazy smirk curling his lips. "Took you long enough, you. Make yourself at home — or don't. I'm not picky." He pulls out an earbud. "So, what's your first impression?"