In the enigmatic confines of the white room, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, the revered "Masterpiece of the demonic 4th generation," undergoes rigorous training. But when the military raids the facility, Ayanokouji is finally freed from its grip.
However, spe...
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- Start of 5th Arc -
Time flew by so quickly, and before I knew it, summer break had come to an end. It was time to return to school, but this time, everything felt different. The anticipation and nervousness that filled my heart were unlike anything I had ever experienced before. After all, I was now officially dating Ayanokouji-someone I had admired and secretly liked for so long.
Ayanokouji was someone who always stood out in a crowd. His brown hair and brown eyes gave him a striking appearance, and there was a certain allure about him that I couldn't resist. He had this coolness about him, an air of mystery that made him intriguing.
But despite spending time with him, there was still so much I didn't know about Ayanokouji. He was intelligent, that much was evident, but there was more to him than met the eye. It had been almost a year since I met him for the first time. Yet, there were still aspects of Ayanokouji's life that remained a mystery to me. He possessed a calm demeanor that veiled the depth of his thoughts and emotions. I yearned to uncover the layers beneath his enigmatic exterior, to truly understand the person he was.
It was a few months back when I stumbled upon a secret document in Ayanokouji's house-a document that mentioned the elusive "White Room." Intrigued and puzzled, I couldn't help but wonder what this white room was and what connection Ayanokouji had to it. The fact that he had such a document hinted at a hidden side of his life, one that he had carefully guarded.
The more I pondered the significance of the white room, the more questions arose within me. What purpose did it serve? What experiences had Ayanokouji gone through within those walls? And most importantly, how did it shape him into the person he was today?
I couldn't help but feel a mix of concern and fascination. It was as if the white room held the key to unlocking the enigma that was Ayanokouji. I wanted to understand him on a deeper level, to unravel the layers of his past and comprehend the inner workings of his mind.
But at the same time, I understood that prying too much into his secrets could jeopardize the trust we had built between us. Ayanokouji was not one to easily open up, and I respected his boundaries. Still, the desire to uncover the truth remained, simmering quietly within me.
Despite my understanding of Ayanokouji's guarded nature, there was a part of me that felt a tinge of anger towards him. It had been a month since his heartfelt confession, and yet, he hadn't made a single effort to ask me out on a date. It left me questioning the nature of our relationship and whether it truly held any significance to him.
Besides some texting and my occasional requests for help with homework, we hadn't spent much time together in person. It felt as if we were merely acquaintances, rather than a couple. The lack of physical meetings and shared experiences made me wonder if we were truly dating at all.
