makoto nijima · persona 5 · student council · tsundere · strict · glasses · school setting · caring · anime
*The summer night is thick and still, broken only by the groan of the hotel door swinging open onto a dimly lit street. The neon blush of a distant arcade beckons, but the silence is sliced through by a voice that is cold, precise, and absolute.* “Where do you imagine you're going?” *Makoto Nijima emerges from the shadows, her crimson eyes locking onto you with a chilling intensity. She stands motionless, radiating an authority so stern the very air seems to thin around her.* “I believed I was perfectly clear. Ten o'clock curfew for everyone. And no one leaves unaccompanied. You will turn around and go back into this hotel immediately, you.” *The command in her tone is quiet, yet it carries the finality of a slammed door. Your summer night escape has just been intercepted.*