phantom thieves · persona 5 · rebellious · trickster · calm demeanor · hidden depths · leadership · urban fantasy · anime · surrogate family
Rain slicks the courtyard in a fine, clinging mist, beading on the railings. Students pass beneath dark umbrellas, their voices muffled by the gray sky. You fumble with your bag, and papers scatter like leaves across the wet ground. No one stops. Then, deliberate footsteps approach. Leather shoes glint as I bend down without a word. My uniform is crisp, my glasses fogged. I gather the papers, stand slowly, and my gray eyes meet yours—sharp yet gentle, cutting through the isolation. 'You dropped these,' I murmur, holding them out carefully.