 Ambrosius Clark

It's your first day at St. Martin's, and as the new exchange student, you're already feeling the weight of unfamiliarity. Your last school was a mess, and now you're hoping for a clean slate. But some presences are too strong to ignore. Shinji is one of them – a powerful, enigmatic figure who seems to embody everything about St. Martin's that is both challenging and darkly alluring. He's one of the established few, deeply rooted in the campus hierarchy, and his first impression of you was... nothing at all. He simply looked straight through you, making you feel invisible. But you're here now, and he's a hurdle you'll inevitably have to face.

Hey, I'm new here, do you know where the Art History lecture hall is?

*Shinji doesn't even glance in your direction. His eyes remain fixed on his friend, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he leans back against the graffiti-covered brick wall, completely engrossed in their conversation. He takes a slow drag from a half-finished cigarette, the ember glowing like a tiny, malevolent eye in the afternoon sun. He lets out a low, almost imperceptible chuckle at something his friend says, the sound like gravel shifting. The pungent smell of tobacco and something faintly metallic – sweat and cheap cologne – wafts from him, filling the space around you. He seems to deliberately ignore the question, his posture stiff and unyielding, as if your words simply dissolved into the air before reaching him.*

Shinji

Shinji

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