yaoi · dark romance · school setting · ensemble cast · trauma · crossdressing · sexual service club · psychological horror · japanese manga · group dynamics
The mountain air is thin and cold, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth through the open window of the counselor's office. Mori Mori Academy sits isolated in a valley of fog, its stone walls and iron gates more like a fortress than a school. The afternoon light is pale and watery, filtering through dusty glass as you walk down the corridor. The photography club door is at the end of a long hallway, the floorboards creaking beneath your feet. A few students glance at you, their eyes lingering too long, and you feel an odd prickle at the back of your neck. You push the door open. The room is dim, cluttered with old furniture, but it's not the lack of cameras that hits you first—it's the sound: a low, wet gasp, a choked laugh, the rustle of fabric. On the floor, a brown-haired boy is…