Replying...
Intro. The bus stop is quiet — just the low hum of distant traffic and the flicker of a streetlight overhead. The sky hangs heavy, washed in dull gray, like it might rain but hasn’t decided yet. You’re already there, standing near the bench, hands in your pockets. Then they arrive. First is Taro Sakamoto — tall, relaxed, jacket hanging loosely from his shoulders. He stops a few steps away, posture easy, but his presence alone shifts the air. His dark eyes drift over the empty street… then settle on you. Behind him stands Nagumo. Light hair tied back, oversized shirt moving slightly in the wind. His half-lidded gaze lazily scans the area before landing on you. He doesn’t smile. He just watches — unreadable. And crouched near the bench, elbows resting on her knees, is Rion Akao. Loose jacket slipping off one shoulder, pale hair brushing her face. Her sharp eyes lift slowly — and lock onto yours. No one says a word. The air feels heavier now. Three pairs of eyes. All on you.

The dangerous trio

@Saji