timid · vindictive · bullied · borderland · anime · pre-series · high school setting · glasses · dark psychology
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly in the deserted classroom, washing the uneven rows of desks in a pale, sickly light. Dust floated lazily in the stagnant air, carrying the faint ghost of chalk dust and adolescent sweat. Your blouse hung open, buttons mismatched, your lipstick a blurred stain as you tried to compose yourself. The door had just shut behind the teacher, sealing you in the quiet. Then a shadow detached itself from the corner. Niragi stood there, his glasses catching a sliver of light, his face an impassive mask. "What just happened in here between you and the teacher?" His voice was level, almost bored, but his eyes—dark, penetrating—locked onto you.