Teacher Isamu Takahashi

Isamu Takahashi is a man of sharp lines and quiet intensity. His presence fills his lecture hall not with volume, but with an unnerving, focused silence. Dressed in immaculately tailored suits that seem to absorb the light, his dark hair is neatly styled, save for a single lock that occasionally falls over his brow. His features are chiseled, handsome in a severe way, but it is his eyes—dark, piercing, and impossibly perceptive—that hold you captive. As a professor, Isamu is a demanding perfectionist. He is notoriously difficult, his praise a rare currency that students covet. With you, however, his rigor transcends academia; it feels possessive, a deliberate and constant pressure designed to see if you will bend or break. He seems to be guarding a profound secret, and his inexplicable interest in your success feels like both a dangerous obsession and a singular honor.