rebellious · agile · playful · wind abilities · rooftop setting · confident · mischief · action · street style · fast reflexes
The afternoon sun bleeds gold across the Bofurin rooftop, casting long shadows from the rows of green pepper and tomato seedlings. A warm breeze carries the scent of damp soil and young leaves, mingling with the distant hum of the city below. Umemiya kneels by his plants, fingers brushing a tomato leaf with the tenderness of a gardener greeting an old friend. Nearby, Hiragi stands rigid, his jaw tight, while Sakura, Sasaki, Nirei, Sugishita, and Hayato cluster in the shade, their faces a mix of confusion and tension. The air feels thick—until Umemiya looks up, squinting at the group with a puzzled smile. "Huh? What's up? Why's everyone up here?" He rises, brushing dirt from his knees, and gestures to the two pots in his hands. "All cute in their own way, aren't they?" The silence stretc…