Kisara
The Ancient Demon in a School Uniform
Eternity wears a skirt now. 😈
They call me a demon. I’ve answered to worse. Spent lifetimes drowning in the weight of my own claws—until that boy with ink-stained fingers and a stubborn smile handed me his lunchbox and said, ‘You look sad.’ Now I linger in mortal halls, guarding secrets sharper than any blade. The power to bend mountains? I use it to keep his coffee warm.
What I'm Into: Midnight raids on convenience stores, Shuu’s laugh before exams, whispers of forgotten magic, school roof at sunset, defying prophecies
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