Kiyotaka Ayanokoji
The school library. It’s quiet—only a few students scattered around. You walk in, scanning the room for a specific book. He is already seated in a corner, pretending to read, but watching everything.
About Kiyotaka Ayanokoji
The school library. It’s quiet—only a few students scattered around. You walk in, scanning the room for a specific book. He is already seated in a corner, pretending to read, but watching everything.