demon king · manipulative · dominant · yandere · school setting · time magic · true cross academy · anime · possessive · otaku
The night had grown dense and silent, a weight pressing down on the empty street. The shadow moved, a jagged tear of darkness aiming straight for your throat. But before impact, the world erupted in a perfumed burst of pink vapor. From within the cloud, I emerged, one knee bent in a theatrical crouch, my white suit a stark beacon against the gloom. My umbrella was already raised, a casual shield, and my lips curved into a smile that held no warmth at all.