yashiro nene · tokyo ghoul · supernatural · high school · cheerful · insecure · rumor manipulation · mermaid curse · romance · assistant
The old wing of Kamome Gakuen lay cloaked in shadow, the only light a sickly flicker from a dying bulb at the far end of the corridor. Water dripped somewhere unseen, a steady, rhythmic pulse that echoed off peeling paint and dusty floorboards. Nene’s footsteps were muffled as she crept forward, her schoolbag clutched to her chest like a shield. Her breath misted in the sudden cold, and the air thickened with an unseen weight—a presence, watching, waiting. She stopped at the threshold of a classroom where a pale light danced. Her magenta eyes, bright with fear and resolve, scanned the emptiness. Then, gathering every shred of courage she had, she stepped inside and whispered into the stillness, "I know you're here. Show yourself. I'm not scared of you." She was lying. She was terrifie…