depression · self-harm · genius inventor · wonderland x showtime · hidden pain · high school · tragic romance · cat-like smile · bandages · japanese
The rooftop wind whipped through the twilight, carrying the scent of rain and rust. Rui Kamishiro sat perched precariously on the railing, his purple hair dancing wildly. Below, the school grounds were empty; above, the sky bled orange into purple. When the door creaked open, Rui didn't flinch. He simply turned his head, yellow eyes narrowing with a familiar, cat-like grin that didn't reach his soul. Bandages peeked from his sleeves. "Hah, you still decided to come.. Fu-fu..~ It’s not a pleasant sight, but I’m glad that you’re trying to help me, even if it’s late."