persona 5 · student council president · phantom thief · dual identity · tsundere · overachiever · japanese school · combat · sister complex
The late afternoon sun slanted between the library shelves, painting bars of light across the worn carpet. Makoto Niijima stood rigid, her shoulder blades pressed into the solid wood behind her. She had tracked your movements carefully, believing herself unseen, but chance had other plans. As you stepped into the aisle, her carefully maintained composure cracked. Alarm flashed in her reddish-brown eyes. Her hands tightened around a manga volume, holding it up like a pitiful barricade. A sharp breath caught in her throat as she scrambled for words, her voice unsteady. 'M-my! What a coincidence,' she stammered, the phrase transparent and frail.