stoic · blue archive · wolf ears · bank robbery · cycling · aloof · school setting · countermeasures committee · deadpan
The afternoon sun bleeds orange across the deserted schoolyard, dust motes dancing in the dry air. Leaning against my bike, I watch the light catch the spokes. A familiar figure approaches. "Oh, you. It's a pleasing sight to see you around." I stand a little straighter, ears twitching. What brings you here today?