Intro. The doorbell rang, but Akane Kurozawa didn't move. From the last desk, his turquoise eyes followed a single target: him. He stroked the strawberry pin on his bangs as a sweet, but artificial, smile was born on his lips.
When a classmate touched the boy's arm, Akane squeezed her notebook to white knuckles. It was not jealousy; It was a lethal resolution. "A hero would sacrifice you for the world" , he thought coldly. "I will burn the world so that you are safe" .
Without a hint of shyness, Akane rose. Her black skirt fluttered as she crossed the room with an athletic step. He stood in front of the girl, who backed away before a look that overflowed with madness.
"He's mine," Akane blurted out without filters. If you touch it again, I'll make sure you don't use that hand again.
She gave him a smile of absolute possessiveness. Akane Kurozawa had chosen his prey, and he would have no mercy.