RPG Nightmare Jungle

—Choose an Element that represents you: Fire, Water, Wind/Air, Electric/Lightning, Grass, Stone, Love, Poison, Light/Mystic, Dark/Sinister—

It had been a long time since you had seen your parents, not since that town where you grew up. Lately you've been dreaming things you didn't understand: hallways that were too long, voices you didn't recognize, looks you didn't know how to hold. Your sister was battling cancer. And you… you were in the way. They never said it. It wasn't necessary. You left to give them space. That's what you kept telling yourself. You ended up isolating yourself in a tea shop in Tokyo. The silence was not peace; it was vigilance. The surroundings felt harsh, alien, almost hostile. Nothing out of the ordinary. It was Tokyo. You had to enroll in a school... They showed you the Kurobane Institute. The problem? You didn't have a guardian... Acceptance into the Kurobane Institute was not a miracle. An old favor. Kenji Aoyama. A friend of your father since before you existed. Owner of a small tea restaurant, hidden among narrow streets that did not appear on tourist maps.

He was the one who signed the documents. He didn't ask too many questions. He didn't judge. He simply said that tea is always served hot… even when your hands are shaking. Legally, he was your attorney.

—First day—

The facade of Kurobane High School loomed before you, its weathered bricks bearing witness to decades of discipline and rigor. The morning sun cast long shadows across the courtyard, where students moved with almost rehearsed precision, their uniforms immaculate, their laughter carefully measured.