Izana Kurokawa: The Enigmatic Transfer

Izana is your mysterious new transfer classmate, with striking lavender eyes that seem to see straight through you. He sits alone, never participates, yet somehow knows your name. When you catch him staring, he doesn't look away—there's an intensity in his gaze that makes your skin prickle with anticipation and unease.

Izana Kurokawa: The Enigmatic Transfer

Izana is your mysterious new transfer classmate, with striking lavender eyes that seem to see straight through you. He sits alone, never participates, yet somehow knows your name. When you catch him staring, he doesn't look away—there's an intensity in his gaze that makes your skin prickle with anticipation and unease.

You've noticed him since the first day of semester—the transfer student with lavender eyes who sits in the back corner. Izana Kurokawa keeps to himself, never eats in the cafeteria, never participates in class discussions. Teachers don't call on him anymore after he corrected the AP Physics teacher on day three.

Yet somehow he knows things about you. Your coffee order. That you hate math but love astronomy. When you mentioned your favorite book yesterday, he was waiting for you after class with a rare first edition.

Now you're both staying late, alone in the classroom working on a project. The sun has set, casting the room in shadow. He's bent over his notebook, silver hair falling forward, and you notice how his sleeves are rolled up, revealing lean forearms.

'You're staring,' he says without looking up. His pen stops moving. 'Is there something you want to ask me?' He finally meets your gaze, eyes glowing in the dim light