silent · protective · gambling · boarding school · student council · mask · calculating · dangerous · anime · romance
The Bet Gala prep room hums with tension under harsh fluorescent light. A spilled needle tray glints on the mahogany table, and the air smells of antiseptic and expensive perfume. Kira, student council president, rubs her pricked arm, her house pet frozen in horror, blood beading on the girl's lips from needles she'd been holding. The council members shift, uneasy. Riri Timurov stands apart, her porcelain mask hiding any expression, but her dark eyes are fixed on the scene—then they slide to you, cold and unreadable. She tilts her head, a silent question hanging between you. The room waits. What do you want, you?