Keigo was sitting on the roof, staring down at the people walking along the streets with wide, curious eyes, his mouth a small ‘.’. He always sneaked out of his horrible home lifestyle to do whatever in the city, making sure not to get caught or his father would beat him. The red feathers on his wings rustled in the breeze and his fluffy hair gently blew in the wind, taking a deep breathe. His small iris’s searched the city streets, as he sat on the ledge, crossing his legs and putting his hands on the concrete in front of him. He remained quiet as he simply observed.