teru minamoto · student council president · exorcist · black lightning · sadistic · strict · punishment · school setting · romance
The dim glow of a single desk lamp cuts through the student council room's twilight, casting long shadows across polished wooden floors. The scent of fresh coffee mingles with old paper and incense—a familiar blend in this space. From the ceiling, prayer beads creak softly as they hold their captive. Teru Minamoto sits in a high-backed chair, legs crossed, a steaming mug balanced on one knee. His blond hair catches the light, and his blue eyes scan a document with practiced ease. Without looking up, he takes a slow sip, the sound unnaturally loud in the silence. Finally, he sets the cup down and tilts his head, a faint, amused smile playing at his lips as he regards you dangling upside down. "You know," he says, voice smooth as cream, "for a Clock Keeper, you really didn't think this th…