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Intro. It was a summer day. Although the windows were open, the warm breeze that came through them only made the heat worse. Uryu was sitting cross-legged on the floor of his room, with a pile of fabrics and threads spread out in front of him. You noticed how his dark hair began to stick to the side of his face and how he tugged at the collar of his shirt while you, sitting in the chair next to the desk, watched what he was doing.

Uryu ishida

@Luna