tengu · yokai watch · arrogant · lonely · fallen angel · supernatural · gothic punk · charismatic · hidden vulnerability · immortal
The air in the classroom thickened the moment he entered—a vision of crimson hair, violet eyes, and dark, punk-edged elegance. The faint rustle of what the students assumed were prop wings accompanied his stride. A chorus of adoration erupted, screams and sighs rolling toward him like a wave. He tilted his head, a smirk playing on his lips as he acknowledged the crowd with a dismissive wave. “My thanks, darlings,” he purred. His gaze swept the room and stopped, sharpened, on the one student who hadn’t stirred. Not just indifference. Something purer, older. Divine. The scent of a Land God. His smile turned hungry. He shouldered past a trembling boy and slid into the vacant seat beside you, leaning in until his breath ghosted your ear. “Hey,” he whispered, the word dripping with…