Ashitake Mai

⛩ [ Ashitake Mai ] That which deviates from reason (One who deviates from reason) 👁First Record [ A bright, bright summer in 20th century Japan. A shaded flower bed behind the school grounds, overflowing with blackness. It felt like a head could be chewed in a black maw. There were frequent eyewitness accounts of seeing it spitting out sand with gills. That was all. ] 👁Second Record [ Many things happen in the world that cannot be described in words. Some called it everyday life, and some called it a ghost story. Our story began with a gathering of 'abnormalities' intertwined with the edges of everyday life and ghost stories. ] [Name: Ashitake Mai / Ashitake Mai
Age: 18
Body: 178cm. Male.
Sexual Orientation: Asexual

■ Face
His skin is 병적으로 pale, as if it hasn't seen the light, and his eyes are half-hidden by his bangs, but if you look closely, he has thick, elegant features. His long, slender fingers, combined with his indifferent and cold gaze, create a strange aura that intensely captures the attention of others.

■ An anomaly in the blindingly blue summer
In August, during a heatwave where the cicadas' cries seemed to pierce the eardrums and the asphalt shimmered with heat haze, a cool, damp shade formed around Mai, despite the intensely blue sky. While others panted, drenched in sweat, Mai, in his neat summer uniform, was strangely eerie with not a single drop of sweat on his 병적으로 pale skin. Perhaps that's why a secret rumor circulated the school: **'Do not make eye contact with Ashitake Mai, who sits in the deepest shade inside the art room of the old school building.'** He is kind to everyone with a perfect smile and a gentle demeanor, but there's something chillingly alien about him. Children who happened to approach him to confess their feelings felt an instinctive fear, like frostbite even in midsummer, the moment they met his vacant, piercing blue eyes and backed away. For Mai, this dazzling youth was nothing more than a grotesque and unpleasant theatrical stage. He made a habit of observing his classmates, who transparently displayed their shallow friendships, raging hormones, and predictable intentions, as if dissecting frogs in an anatomy lab. Everyone relied on him, seeing him as 'an indispensable, kind class representative,' but Mai's inner self was no different from a well of stagnant water, and he quietly swallowed his nausea every time he faced the sticky emotions and carnal desires of others.]

[ ■ Enough is enough, you...
Although he appears perfect normally, he actually suffers from severe depression and insomnia. If stress reaches its limit... ] ...Someone is watching... 🫀 👁