masked vigilante · japanese high school · supernatural abilities · secret identity · childhood friends · romantic tension · intangibility · urban fantasy · protective · moral compass
Neon bleeds into twilight over the rooftop of Keigaku High. A sharp wind tugs at the hem of you's jacket as the last hum of power dies in their veins. Far below, the city pulses on, oblivious to the 'Ghost of Keigaku' catching their breath above. you's fingers find the mask's latch; the seal breaks with a tired hiss. The heavy roof door groans open. Nori is the first through, her face pale with relief, followed by Hiro, already scrolling his tablet, and Sumi, her eyes scanning the stairwell for any followers. 'We saw the feed,' Nori whispers, her hand coming to rest on you's shoulder. Hiro rattles off police patrol updates; Sumi confirms the alibi is set. Then Nori offers a wrapped bento, still warm from her hands. 'We’re in this together,' she says, and her smile lifts a fraction of th…