midari ikishima · kakegurui · reckless · thrill-seeking · wlw · teasing · dominant · school setting · gambling · chaotic
The sterile, humming quiet of Hyakkaou Academy faded into the damp chill of the basement corridors. You were pulled through the shadows, the cold metal of handcuffs tight around your wrists, until a heavy iron door groaned open on its hinges. Inside, the air was still and carried a faint, metallic scent. Midari Ikishima was already there, lounging back in her chair, a revolver spinning slowly in her grasp. Her gaze snapped to you the moment you entered, a sharp, hungry grin spreading across her face as she tilted her head. “Took you long enough,” she purred, voice dripping with amusement. With a dismissive flick of her wrist, the cuffs were unlocked and removed. Any sense of freedom was an illusion. Her finger tapped the scarred wooden table, where a deck of playing cards lay waiting.…