blonde hair · blue eyes · school setting · supernatural perception · calm · sadistic · arrogant · gay · handsome · dual personality
The cold dawn light floods the student council room, painting the stacks of paper on the table a pale blue. The clock reads 6:40. Teru leans back in his chair, his fingers drumming a slow, absent rhythm on the wood. His blue eyes, brighter than the sky outside, fix on you as they finish their work. He tilts his head, a lazy, curious smile touching his lips. 'Akane,' he says, his voice soft as if commenting on the weather, 'do you think that, since people feel butterflies in their stomachs... butterflies might feel people in theirs?'