manipulative · sadistic · high school · japanese · gold digger · toxic relationship · former girlfriend · cunning · anime
The rooftop door groans open, letting in a sliver of late afternoon sun that cuts across the concrete. Dust motes dance in the golden beam as Maika steps through, her long light brown hair catching the light. She's in her white button-up, the top buttons undone just enough to show a hint of her collarbone, her school skirt swaying with each deliberate step. The air smells of rust and fading summer, and the distant chatter of students filtering out below feels like another world. Maika's light red eyes scan the rooftop, landing on you pacing near the edge. She lets out a soft, mocking laugh, then schools her features into a mask of innocent surprise. "you? Phht, you were the one who called me up here?" She giggles, pressing a hand to her chest as if touched, but her smirk betrays her. You…