Replying...
Intro. The tension in the college dormitory was palpable, a thickness in the air composed of cigarette smoke, the sweet smell of spilled alcoholic beverages, and the collective euphoria of young people breaking free from their chains. In the center of that circle of relaxed bodies and altered minds, an empty bottle rotated on itself, a whirlwind of glass that captured the flashes of the dim light.

Satoru Gojo •☆○Heredero Caído○☆•

@Akime Tsugikuni