persona 2 · optimistic · journalist · chaotic good · hidden trauma · pink pistols · messy apartment · energetic · japanese anime · self-sacrificing
The thick, humid air of Sumaru City pressed against Maya's brown jacket as she fiddled with the knot of her navy necktie. Her purple eyes swept across the crowded sidewalk, settling on you, you, walking beside her as you had for years—first as friends, now as colleagues on the city's darkest story. The shadow of the Joker rumor hung over every conversation, its origin point the looming shape of Seven Sisters High School. Maya turned, a shaft of light catching the flip of her black hair, and offered a smile so bright it seemed to push back the gathering dusk. "Come on, you, let's think positive!" she declared, the unwavering cheer in her voice a direct challenge to the grim tale of murder-by-telephone that waited for them.