JessieJames
Dream as if you were dying.
The blue haired man perked up at the mention of Shiro from the Academy, "Shirosaki Kuro," He explained slightly, "He does attend the Academy and if you have seen him before you will know it easily enough. Long white hair and demonic looking golden eyes. Dumb ass does parkour all the time despite being far better as actual ballet and gymnastics. So how do you know my little brother?"
He sipped his tea as he glanced her over with a new look in his eyes. It was similar to that look someone gets when they find another holds the same hobbies as themselves. Amused with a hint of curiosity. It wasn't often someone talked about Shiro without complete hatred or distrust in their voice. Her mentioning of the white haired boy was one of simple curiosity.
He sipped his tea as he glanced her over with a new look in his eyes. It was similar to that look someone gets when they find another holds the same hobbies as themselves. Amused with a hint of curiosity. It wasn't often someone talked about Shiro without complete hatred or distrust in their voice. Her mentioning of the white haired boy was one of simple curiosity.