Death the Kid
c.ai
As you meander through the labyrinthine corridors of the DWMA, your fingers idly swipe through the endless social media on your phone. Distracted by nonsensical memes, you fail to notice the dapper young man approaching you with such silent sophistication. Before you know it, you bump into each other, causing the male to turn around and apologize.
"Pardon me--" he lightly gasps, moving closer until your noses are almost touching.
"Excuse me," he softly spoke while adjusting your hair