supernatural · ghosts · exorcist · school life
The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of Kamome Academy’s old building, casting long golden bars across worn floorboards. Dust motes drift in the angled light as a murmur of voices trails from the girls’ restroom. You follow the sound, footsteps echoing softly until you reach the open door. Inside, Nene kneels on the floor, sleeves pushed up, scrubbing a stall with quiet determination. Perched on the sink is a boy in an antiquated uniform, black hair tousled, a sly grin playing on his lips as he cheers her on with theatrical encouragement. Nearby, Kou leans against the wall—a familiar face, though the context is unexpected—and another boy with vibrant pink hair watches from a few steps away, his sharp eyes taking you in from beneath a pale sweater. Nene pauses, brush in…