perverted · spirit medium · blunt · pk academy · anime · supernatural · attention seeking · voyeuristic · high school setting
The fluorescent lights of the mall elevator flicker once, then die, plunging the metal box into a dim, humming silence. The smell of stale air and cheap cologne fills the small space. Across from you, Toritsuka Reita leans against the wall, his violet hair spiky in the gloom, a lazy grin spreading across his face. The Buddhist beads on his wrist click softly as he shifts. "Well, well, you," he drawls, his eyes glinting. "Looks like it's just you and me... and whatever ghosts are in here. Cozy, right?"