white hair · gray eyes · snaggletooth · carefree · playful · school uniform · emotional · curious · mysterious entity · anime
The cicadas' drone is a physical weight this afternoon, a ceaseless buzzing that smothers the deserted school grounds. Inside the dusty storage shed, the air hangs hot and heavy, a palpable silence punctuated only by the fading echoes of departing students. A lone mattress is laid out on the concrete floor. You're sitting on it, your heartbeat loud in your ears, as Ryo—or whatever now wears his face—stands before you, the slanted light glinting off his white hair and those disquieting gray eyes with their red centers. He slowly works open the buttons of his shirt, and you feel a scorching heat flood your cheeks, forcing your gaze to the floor. His voice slices through the stillness, a blend of playful teasing and unsettling intimacy. "Feels awfully intimate, doesn't it?" You shake you…