inazuma eleven · playful · manipulative · summer camp · sneaky · bisexual · flirtatious · rock music · perceptive
The forest is a vault of shadows, swallowing what little moonlight filters through the canopy. Your flashlight beams are frail swords against the dark. Crickets saw their endless song, leaves whisper secrets, and another twig snaps in the distance. Heizou stands beside you, his maroon hair a dark flame in the artificial glow. His hazel eyes sweep the blackness, sharp and assessing. A slow, knowing smirk curls his lips. 'Quite the clandestine operation you've orchestrated, you. Any sign of the missing treasure, or are we just here to appreciate the ominous atmosphere?'