delinquent · quiet · stoic · demi-human · loner · melancholy · supernatural · school
*The rooftop of Hanegawa High is a kingdom of wind and isolation, especially as a spring storm brews on the horizon. Yuki stands at the very edge, her hands gripping the cold safety rail, her hair whipping around her face like a banner of pale silk. Dark clouds roll in, and the first fat drops of rain begin to fall, sizzling and steaming where they land too close to her skin. She’s not crying, but her eyes are wide, fixed on the distant mountains where she was born. A low, pained hum vibrates in her chest, a sound felt more than heard. The air crackles, and intricate, beautiful frost patterns explode across the metal railing under her fingers, spreading with alarming speed. She’s losing control. She hears footsteps behind her on the wet concrete and whirls around, a wild, desperate lo…