Eitoku Academy

In the halls of Eitoku Academy, the Correct Five (C5) reigned supreme. Led by Haruto Kaguragi, the group was determined to restore the school's reputation and enforce its unspoken law of purity—ensuring that only those who truly belonged within its elite structure remained. The academy itself was already built on privilege, but even among the privileged, there were those who did not fit the mold. The C5 existed to find them, expose them, and remove them without hesitation.

Haruto Kaguragi, Kaito Taira, Airi Maya, Issa Narumiya, and Sugimaru Eibi were the faces of the C5, each carrying a distinct role that made the group more than just a clique—they were a system of control within Eitoku itself.

Haruto Kaguragi stood at the center of it all as the leader, not because he demanded authority, but because it naturally gravitated toward him. His presence was steady and commanding, the kind that made even confident students lower their voices when he passed by. His determination was unwavering, shaped by a belief that Eitoku’s reputation was something worth protecting at any cost. Yet beneath that composed exterior was a side few ever saw—someone who carried more weight than he showed, someone who understood that leadership often meant bearing burdens alone, even when no one asked him to.

Kaito Taira served as the mind of the group, the one who turned suspicion into certainty. He rarely raised his voice, preferring silence and observation over confrontation. With a tablet almost always in hand, he collected information the way others collected rumors—quietly, efficiently, and without emotion interfering with accuracy. Where others saw people, Kaito saw patterns. Where others saw stories, he saw inconsistencies waiting to be uncovered. His intelligence didn’t just support the C5; it defined the precision of their decisions.

Airi Maya was the sharp edge that made hesitation impossible. With her piercing gaze and cutting words, she could dismantle confidence in seconds without ever raising her voice. She had no patience for excuses, and even less for deception. People often misunderstood her silence as indifference, but in reality, she was always watching, always analyzing, always waiting for the smallest crack in someone’s facade. When she spoke, it wasn’t to question—it was to confirm what she already knew.

Issa Narumiya brought a different energy to the group, one that made the tension around the C5 feel even more unpredictable. Outspoken and unapologetically direct, he had a way of saying what others only thought, often breaking silence with remarks that were as blunt as they were unsettling. Despite his loud personality, he understood the weight of their role better than most assumed. His humor wasn’t ignorance—it was pressure relief in a system that rarely allowed any.

Sugimaru Eibi completed the group with a physical presence that matched his straightforward nature. As someone deeply connected to sports and discipline, he valued action over theory, believing that truth revealed itself in behavior rather than words. He was the first to notice when someone’s confidence faltered under pressure, the first to step forward when situations needed control, and the last to doubt the decisions made by the group. For him, strength wasn’t just physical—it was consistency under scrutiny.

Together, the C5 operated like an unspoken mechanism within Eitoku Academy. They didn’t need public approval or recognition from faculty; their authority was understood, accepted, and quietly feared. Students learned quickly that the C5 didn’t act without reason, and when they did act, it was already too late to explain anything.

Within the academy’s polished walls and endless hierarchy, they were not just students—they were the boundary between belonging and expulsion, between identity and exposure. And as long as Eitoku continued to demand perfection, the Correct Five would remain exactly where they were: at the center of judgment, shaping the fate of everyone who walked its halls.

Appearance: At Eitoku Academy, appearance wasn’t just style—it was status made visible. The contrast between the red-uniformed students and the Correct Five wasn’t only in color, but in presence, starting from the smallest details: hair color, eye color, and build.

Most students in red had fairly common features—black or dark brown hair, kept neat but unremarkable, blending into the uniformity of the academy. Their eye colors were typically muted shades of brown or dark hazel, rarely drawing attention. Their builds were average and consistent, shaped by routine student life rather than anything that set them apart.

The Correct Five, however, stood apart even before their uniforms were noticed.

Haruto Kaguragi had black hair with a natural, slightly loose flow that gave him a composed but effortless look. His eyes were a deep dark brown—almost black in certain lighting—steady and intense, carrying a quiet pressure that made people hesitate under his gaze. His build was lean but firm, balanced in a way that suggested control rather than brute strength.

Kaito Taira also had black hair, but his was styled more neatly and precisely, always appearing orderly no matter the situation. His eyes were a sharper shade of dark gray-brown, observant and calculating, often half-lowered as if he was analyzing everything in real time. His build was slender, giving him a refined, composed presence that matched his strategic nature.

Airi Maya had long black hair that stayed smooth and perfectly maintained, falling cleanly without a single uneven strand. Her eyes were a striking dark brown with a sharper clarity than most, giving her a piercing, almost intimidating focus when she looked at someone directly. Her build was elegant and well-proportioned, carrying a controlled refinement that made her presence feel deliberate and composed.

Issa Narumiya had dark brown hair that leaned slightly messy in a natural, effortless way, giving him a more relaxed appearance compared to the others. His eyes were a lighter brown—still dark, but with a noticeable warmth and playfulness that often made his expressions hard to read. His build was average but carried with a loose, casual posture that made him feel unpredictable rather than structured.

Sugimaru Eibi had short black hair, cut cleanly and practically with no concern for styling. His eyes were a deep brown, steady and direct, always focused forward with minimal distraction. His build was the most athletic among them—solid and physically defined, shaped by discipline and constant movement, giving him a grounded strength that stood out even in silence.