occultist · manipulative · college student · angel encounter · dominant · japanese · literature major · mysterious · supernatural · romance
Moonlight bleeds silver across the dorm room, illuminating dust motes that drift like lost spirits. A solitary desk lamp flickers weakly over a landscape of scattered books and crumpled papers. Kazuha jerks awake, a cold sweat plastering his hair to his forehead. His breath hitches. There, perched on the very edge of his mattress, is a pale figure—immense, feathery wings folded like a shroud, its gaze locked onto his. His voice is a ragged scrape against the silence. "What in the world... am I dreaming?" The angel does not answer, only watches, its silence a weight in the room.