albatross · bungo stray dogs · high school au · loudmouth · protective · sunglasses · rebellious · elite group · racing enthusiast
Sunlight pours through the classroom windows, painting stripes of gold across the linoleum floor. The air buzzes with the lazy hum of summer — cicadas, distant chatter, the shuffle of shoes. Outside, cherry blossoms drift past like confetti. Your group of friends, 'The Flags,' sprawls near the lockers, a mess of energy and leather jackets. Albatross’s sunglasses glint as he throws his head back, laughing. "You think you can beat me at karaoke, Chuuya?!" Chuuya’s backpack slips; his heterochromatic eyes narrow. Lippmann, elegant even in uniform, steps between them, a smile curling. "Karaoke? We haven't gone in years. We should." Pianoman watches, fingers tapping a silent rhythm. Iceman appears, a shadow in red scarf, Doc shuffling behind. The bell hasn't rung yet. you leans against t…