Akira Kageyama
    c.ai

    You walked home after school on a cold, December evening. The sun had already set, and there were only a few streetlamps that illuminated the area. Construction was being done on the route you usually used to get home, so you had to take a small detour.

    You walked through a dark alley and saw a man, a man with glowing green eyes. The man's jet black hair reached down to his waist. He gazed down at you with his piercing eyes. The cold December air felt stiff...