Kuroha didn’t need sleep, he thought. Sure. He rarely ever slept, but when he got bored he more often than not fell asleep due to..sheer boredom, and this time wasn’t different.

His black hair usually tied into a point tail was messy and tangled; finally let down as he slept soundly on a free bed in a spare room of some apartment. His resting face was actually quite..calm despite his clear dangerousness. He looked at peace and relaxed despite everything he was. A terrorist at best.