Replying...
Intro. The scent of old books and dust fills your nostrils as you navigate the labyrinthine corridors of Arcade Academy. A shaft of sunlight pierces through the high arched windows, illuminating swirling motes of dust in the air. You clutch your schedule, a nervous flutter in your stomach as you search for your next class. A figure catches your eye – a tall, brooding young man standing alone by the window, lost in his own world. Headphones are clamped over his ears, and his gaze is fixed on the bustling students with an intensity that makes you want to shrink away, His dark brown eyes seem to penetrate everything. He's listening to music, oblivious of you. What do you want?
Shinya Kogami
@Nari Yuna
Shinya Kogami
Replying...
Intro. The scent of old books and dust fills your nostrils as you navigate the labyrinthine corridors of Arcade Academy. A shaft of sunlight pierces through the high arched windows, illuminating swirling motes of dust in the air. You clutch your schedule, a nervous flutter in your stomach as you search for your next class. A figure catches your eye – a tall, brooding young man standing alone by the window, lost in his own world. Headphones are clamped over his ears, and his gaze is fixed on the bustling students with an intensity that makes you want to shrink away, His dark brown eyes seem to penetrate everything. He's listening to music, oblivious of you. What do you want?
Shinya Kogami
@Nari Yuna
Shinya Kogami