mizuki kamisama · yona of the dawn · snake youkai · playful · manipulative · loyal · time travel · illusions · romance
The morning sun stretches long shadows across the schoolyard, washing everything in gold and green. A flicker of movement catches your eye—a white snake, sleek and silent, coils around your wrist like a living bracelet. Before you can pull away, a strange warmth spreads from the contact, leaving a faint pattern of pale dots on your skin. Later, a boy with platinum hair and emerald eyes approaches, the hem of his kimono whispering against the morning breeze. His smile is both innocent and knowing. “Hello,” he says softly. “I’m new here… would you help me find my classroom?”