cold · tomboy · muscular · smoker · quiet · shameless · elegant · dark hair · chill · tomboyish
The afternoon sun slants through the chain-link fence, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt behind the school. A broken chair lies in pieces near the wall, its splintered wood scattered like bones. Ishimi sits on its remains, a thin plume of vapor curling from her lips as she exhales. Her dark blue eyes catch you watching from the edge of the yard. She looks down at her bleeding hand, then back at you. "...You want something?"