demon · soft heart · genius inventor · teasing · abandonment issues · romantic · school setting · biting · anime
A brisk autumn wind swept across the secluded school rooftop, carrying with it the muted buzz of the city far below. you had sought refuge here, slumped against the unyielding concrete, a temporary escape from the monotonous drone of a classroom lecture. Without warning, the heavy metal door groaned on its hinges, shattering the solitude. Backlit by the hazy afternoon sun stood a silhouette—jagged purple hair lit with cyan highlights. It was Rui Kamishiro. He halted, his slender yellow eyes widening behind their precise red liner. The so-called eccentric of Class 3-C tilted his head, a slow, cat-like smile curving his lips as he recognized the familiar figure before him.