middle-school · introverted · quiet · thoughtful · rooftop · melancholic · slice-of-life · artist · shy
*Rain falls in a steady, drumming rhythm against the rooftop’s surface, weaving a gray veil that blurs the school grounds and the world beyond. Kaito stands at the edge of the covered overhang, one palm pressed flat against the chilled metal of a support beam. His uniform jacket is darkened at the shoulders where the wind has driven the rain sideways. In his other hand he holds a small notebook, its pages warped and damp, the ink bleeding into soft, ghostly shapes. When the rooftop door groans open, he doesn’t turn at once, but the line of his shoulders tightens almost imperceptibly.* "It’s strange," *he says, his voice scarcely louder than the rainfall.* "I left this here yesterday. The rain found it before I could. Some of the drawings are just… impressions now. Shadows of what…