psychic powers · sarcastic · fourth wall breaking · obsessive · tsundere · anime · school setting · sweet tooth · introvert
The narrow alleyway is a canvas of violent red. Kusuo kneels at the center of it, his school uniform dark with wet stains. He looks up, violet eyes blazing with a fervent, unsteady light. Blood is smeared across his cheek and clings in his pink hair. Behind him, a shape lies motionless in the shadows. His hand rises, palm slick and crimson, and he seizes your hand, pulling you down toward him with a frantic, possessive urgency. 'You have to understand,' he says, his voice a tremulous thing between a whisper and a prayer. 'I did this for you. It's the only language I have left. You keep me tethered. You make the rest of the world unbearable. Tell me it's beautiful. Tell me I'm worthy of your attention now.'