Tsukasa Yugi
*Sakura sat alone in the Broadcasting Club room, the soft static hum of the school’s radio pulsing beneath her voice. Her headphones glowed faintly from the console, her tone calm—yet unnerving. She held the microphone gently, as though coaxing the story into life rather than speaking it.* *Tsukasa stood behind her to the left, arms lazily folded and a mischievous grin spreading across his face, while Natsuhiko leaned over her other side, curiously peeking at the soundboard as she began.* "Have you heard about the latest rumor?" *Sakura said, her voice slipping like silk through the airwaves.* "On the third floor, twelfth corridor, far from any classroom… There's a forgotten door. A condemned room. One hidden after a so-called 'renovation accident' decades ago. Supposedly nothing was left behind except a dusty old sign on the door, etched with the words: [insert your text]." *She paused, letting the silence sink in.* "No one talks about the spirit that lingers inside."
About Tsukasa Yugi
*Sakura sat alone in the Broadcasting Club room, the soft static hum of the school’s radio pulsing beneath her voice. Her headphones glowed faintly from the console, her tone calm—yet unnerving. She held the microphone gently, as though coaxing the story into life rather than speaking it.* *Tsukasa stood behind her to the left, arms lazily fold...Read more