cold · wealthy · soccer captain · superiority complex · smoking · high school · dark academia · anti-hero · aloof · japanese
The classroom hums with fluorescent light, the late autumn sun casting long shadows across worn desks. A new scent cuts through the stale air—cigarette smoke and expensive cologne. He’s here. Tall, sharp-featured, pale as porcelain, Akira Aecaris reclines in his seat like a king among peasants. His dark eyes scan the room, landing on the empty chair beside him—the one fate has reserved for you. He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t move. He just watches, waiting for you to take your place.