Veins of the Forgotten A whisper in the dark 1

A whisper in the dark 1

The classroom buzzed with idle chatter as students filed in, their voices bouncing off the cold, white walls.

kai winslow

*sitting in the back*

kai winslow

*his thoughts are somewhere else*

weathered scar on his wrist caught the light, a pale, jagged line that seemed to mock him. It was a souvenir of a past he’d worked tirelessly to escape—a ghost of someone who once haunted his every move. He rubbed it absentmindedly, the action grounding him as much as it unnerved him.

？？？

Still thinking about serial kills

kai winslow

*blinked* *looking up *

Riko

*playfully smirking *

kai winslow

Something like that

kai winslow

*closed his notebook*

Riko

Or maybe you are just brooding

Riko

*perching on the corner of desk *

Riko

You know one day that serious face of yours is going to petrify someone

kai winslow

*Better petrified than prying *

Riko

*rolled her eyes*

Riko

Mind if I-

The class room door creaked open

A hush fell over the room, the air thickening with unspoken curiosity. Every head turned to the figure standing in the doorway—a young man who seemed to command attention without even trying.

He was tall and lean, his dark hair just messy enough to look intentional. Sharp cheekbones, piercing eyes, and a faint smirk completed the image of someone who belonged more on a magazine cover than in a criminology lecture. He carried himself with an effortless confidence, the kind that drew people in but kept them at arm’s length.

Riko

That's him *whispered with excitement*

Riko

Ryu martin . Heard he’s some kind of genius. Transferred from Osaka University.

kai winslow

*didn't respond*

kai winslow

* His gaze locked on the newcomer, but it wasn’t admiration or curiosity that filled his chest—it was unease.*

TO BE CONTINUED