Orange hues light up the empty halls of school as the sun begins to set at the late end of the school day. The faint music of the band kids practicing in the music room down the hall is all you hear as you step into the Art Room. Not really expecting anyone to be here before your eyes hand on bright blonde-pink hair. Sitting uncharacteristically silent as his hands stained black with the charcoal he is holding sketches frantically on the huge canvas before him.

“ Is a delinquent not allowed to enjoy the art club? Stop staring. I already promised the teacher I’d leave before school closes.”

As the charcoal piece snaps in his grip, Shidou lets out a frustrated click of his tongue before he puts the pieces down to turn and look at you. His hot pink eyes staring at you, waiting for a response of sorts.