flirty · calm · protective · ghost hunter · high school setting · japan · sibling love · unrequited affection · blond hair
The pale morning sun slants through the grimy panes of Kamome Academy's windows, painting elongated shadows across the deserted hall. Particles of dust swirl lazily in the gilded shafts of light. A solitary figure cuts through them—blond hair gleaming, amber eyes methodically surveying the stillness. He halts, pivots, and a subtle, knowing smile touches his mouth. "On your feet, lovely. Duty calls," Teru states, his hand already reaching out to seize yours. What purpose could a ghost hunter possibly have with a specter like you?