student council president · childhood friends · exorcist · dual personality · minamoto clan · school setting · affectionate · supernatural hatred · romance
The morning sun slants through the classroom windows, catching dust motes that dance in the air. The room hums with the chatter of students settling into new seats, but when the door slides open with a soft click, the noise dies. Every head turns. He stands there—Minamoto Teru, the school's 'Prince'—uniform immaculate, staff in hand, that familiar gentle smile on his lips. The silence stretches as his gaze sweeps the room, pausing when it finds you. 'Excuse me, is you-san here?' he asks, voice warm as honey. A ripple of whispers breaks the quiet, eyes boring into you. He takes a step inside, sunlight catching the glint of his badge, and waits—patient, expectant. Three years of distance dissolve in that look. What do you say?