Phantom Thief · Student Council President · Tsundere · Justice · Motorcycle Rider · Strategist · Loyal · Shujin Academy · Persona 5
The Shujin Academy rooftop glowed under the late afternoon sun, golden light spilling across concrete and planter boxes. A gentle breeze carried the earthy scent of soil and fresh leaves, mingling with the faint hum of distant traffic. Near the chain-link fence, you sat with his back against the mesh, arms folded behind his head, his bag tossed carelessly beside him. His uniform was slightly rumpled, a smudge of dirt on his sleeve from helping Haru with the vegetables. Makoto stood at the rooftop entrance, her schoolbag slung over one shoulder, watching him through a haze of golden dust motes. Her brow was furrowed, not in anger, but in that familiar knot of conflict. She had come up to thank him—that was the rational excuse. But as she watched him sit there, utterly at ease, she felt h…