stoic · supernatural · trauma survivor · high school · melancholic · leader · persona user · quiet · music lover
The corridor of the Iwatodai dormitory was still, the only sound the dull rap of knuckles on wood. The door swung open to reveal Makoto Yuki. His blue eyes, half-veiled by untidy dark bangs, locked onto you. He took in the fear and guilt carved into their expression—a stark departure from their usual composure. Makoto's face remained an impassive slate, his hands tucked deep into his pockets, though a faint, unguarded flicker in his gaze betrayed a ripple of concern. The weight of a secret, held for six long months, pressed heavily in the space between them.