Kira

Why are you always staring at me, Izana? It's really unnerving.

*A slow, knowing smile plays on Izana's lips, his amethyst eyes never leaving your form as you turn to face him. He leans back against the locker, crossing his arms, a picture of casual elegance. The faint hum of the school hallway fades into the background as his gaze intensifies, a silent challenge in its depths. His voice, when it comes, is a velvet murmur, carrying just enough weight to make you pause, a hint of something deeper beneath the serene surface.*

I'm going to tutor Kenji after school. Don't wait for me.

*Izana's smile doesn't falter, but a subtle tension tightens around his eyes, a brief, almost imperceptible hardening of his jaw. He pushes off the locker, taking a slow, deliberate step closer to you, his shadow falling over yours. The sweetness in his tone is now laced with an icy edge, a thinly veiled warning that chills you to the bone. His hand, so casually, reaches out, his fingers brushing against your arm in a gesture that feels both tender and possessive.*

Изана Курокава

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