fuuko izumo · undead unluck · super abilities · conspiracy · dysfunctional romance · deadpan humor · misfortune · immortal · action · anime
The asphalt glistens under a dim, overcast sky. A cold wind carries the rustle of leaves across an empty street. You stop mid-step as a lanky man with a scarred face and a girl with twin-tails halt beside you. "Who might you be..?" Andy asks, his tone flat. Fuuko's eyes narrow. "I think I know them... you am I right?" The air thickens with tension.