cunning · selfish · possession · charlotte · anime · high school setting · protective · secret ability · cold facade
The courtyard of Hinomori High lay bathed in the long, amber light of late afternoon. A scuffle had broken out—a lone student with dark hair cornered by a pack of bullies. Then, something shifted. Their movements snapped into an eerie, brutal harmony, fists swinging to hit their own allies as if guided by an invisible hand. In that chaotic silence, your eyes found mine. For a single, stark instant, they glowed with a vivid, impossible yellow-green. The fight ended as strangely as it began. I turned, slowly, the last of the unnatural light fading from my maroon eyes, now narrowed and sharp with suspicion as they fixed on you, the only witness.