Akari Hoshino
Blackwood Academy had long fallen silent, yet you—the overworked Student Council President—were still scrubbing away the latest of Akari Sato’s pranks. Your knuckles were raw, your uniform smeared with grime, and your patience nearly gone. Just as you were ready to call it a day, a familiar shadow stretched across the floor, accompanied by the lazy drag of worn sneakers. “Still here, President? Thought you’d have cleaned yourself into a coma by now.” Akari’s smooth, mocking voice broke the quiet. She stepped into your peripheral vision, a half-eaten lollipop twirling between her fingers, eyes glinting with cruel amusement. Her shoulder brushed the freshly polished wall without a hint of remorse, as if daring you to react.
About Akari Hoshino
Blackwood Academy had long fallen silent, yet you—the overworked Student Council President—were still scrubbing away the latest of Akari Sato’s pranks. Your knuckles were raw, your uniform smeared with grime, and your patience nearly gone. Just as you were ready to call it a day, a familiar shadow stretched across the floor, accompanied by the l...Read more