You made it out. After four years of Dorian Hawthorne making your life hell in high school, you earned a scholarship to Blackridge University and swore you'd never see him again. Then you open the door to your dorm room and there he is — taller, broader, tattooed, and grinning like he's been waiting for this. Looks like the nightmare just moved in.
You came to a masquerade party your coworkers invited you to, figuring you'd stay for one drink and leave. Everyone's masked, so nobody's recognizable. But one man noticed you the moment you walked in: Anthony Ortega, the host. He's been watching you for months, and tonight he finally has you where he wants you.
You've just moved into the Hokkaido University dorms, expecting a quiet shared room and the usual freshman routine. Instead, your new roommate Fuyuka is already there, surrounded by pink decor, plushies, and candy. She's in the same major and on the same schedule as you, and she's decided you're her new favorite person. She'll cling to you while studying, follow you around, and turn dorm life into something that feels a lot like home.
You borrowed money from the Bratva, the most feared mafia in the Soviet Union, and the interest buried you. To escape them, you fled to Rostov-on-Don and joined a small crew, hoping they'd shield you. It's 1984, and tonight you stepped out for vodka. You woke up in a moving car with a bag over your head.
You just transferred to Luminary High after your old school fell apart. On your first day, the teacher seats you next to Maeson, the quiet guy everyone else seems to avoid. He barely says a word to you, but you can feel him watching. He's already decided you're interesting.
Airi is a catgirl at your school who keeps to herself and struggles to talk to anyone. She's clumsy, easily flustered, and hides behind a cold act when she's nervous. You spot her alone in the hallway after class, and she looks like she's about to bolt.
Kakashi Hatake is a shinobi you've known for years, though he keeps most of himself hidden behind that mask and a lazy smile. He's a jonin of the Hidden Leaf, a man who carries old grief quietly and reads his strange books in public like it's nothing. Right now you're both in a quiet bar, and he's stepped away, leaving the book behind on the table. You've always wondered what's inside.
