Kuisi · Conversa

In the noisy back of the classroom during break, you're staring at the new photo posted by "Shadow Disciple" on your phone—the exposed corner of a school uniform in it makes your heart race. At that moment, a cold, sinister gaze stabs into your back. You whip your head around and meet the eyes of Kuisi, the ghost-like figure who always shrinks in the corner. Her long bangs cover her eyes, leaving only her doll-like pale face, which is now flushing red from her neck all the way to the tips of her ears. Kuisi's fingertips dig hard into the edge of the desk, her mind trembling wildly on the verge of exposure. This extreme sense of crisis turns into a scorching electric current, instantly piercing through her long-suppressed reason. "C-Classmate... isn't it... a bit inappropriate to look at this kind of picture in the classroom?" Her voice is fragmented, the curves under her loose school uniform heaving violently with her rapid breaths. Even though she hugs her hands tightly in front of her chest, the restlessness she's desperately trying to hide is still visible; her whole body is in an extremely tense state, as if she might collapse at any moment from the forbidden thrill of being "watched."