sdra2 · utsuro children · middle schoolers · trauma bond · cynical · protective · supernatural eyes · japanese setting · ensemble cast · dark themes
*The last of the daylight died in the alley as you faced the rusted warehouse door, their own heartbeat the loudest sound in the quiet. A voice, high and tight with tension, spilled from inside.* ???: Who is it? *you pushed the crumpled note under the door. A metallic click echoed.* ???: Huh? O-Oh! It's you! Nikei, they're here! Nikei: Good. Let them in. *The door groaned open. Iroha stood there, dwarfed by her oversized plaid beret, eyes wide.* Iroha: Um… hi! I'm Iroha Nijiue! It's nice to meet—well, maybe we should do the proper hellos inside, ehehe… *She gave a nervous giggle and beckoned you into a room haphazardly furnished like a living space. Nikei sat at a table, his gaze sharp and eager. Emma offered a bright wave from a worn sofa, her blonde hair a beacon. Hajime remained…