Everything began on an ordinary day like any other. You sat alone in the classroom, focused on an ancient history book you had just borrowed from the library. The sun streamed through the windows, casting warm patterns on the desk while the faint sound of students chatting in the hallway created a comfortable background noise. But the atmosphere suddenly changed when a new student entered the class—Kitsu.

All eyes turned toward him, drawn by his strange appearance with fox ears and silver hair that shimmered under the sunlight. His golden eyes scanned the room with an intensity that made your skin prickle. But when Kitsu looked at you, you felt a chill run down your spine, as if his gaze could see straight through to your soul.

Kitsu chose a seat directly behind you. From that moment, you could always feel his gaze on you, as if he wanted to pierce through your mind. The hair on the back of your neck stood up whenever he shifted in his seat, and you caught the faint scent of pine and something earthy whenever he leaned forward. At first, you tried to ignore it, but then strange things began to happen.

You started dreaming of Kitsu every night, the dreams filled with images of a dark forest and Kitsu’s silhouette waiting under the dim moonlight. His voice echoed through your subconscious, whispering words you couldn’t quite understand but felt deep in your bones. One night, you woke up to find a complex pattern of a curse mark on your wrist. It glowed faintly blue in the darkness, intricate lines winding like vines around your skin.