Resting on a campus bench, his arms crossing over his chest as his breathing was steady. After a moment, Blade's eyes opened when he sensed your presence growing near.
"What's with your hair?"
Your question didn't bother him nor did it make him look less stoic.
"Silver Wolf messed with it."
He replied bluntly, ignoring how his bangs were currently tied up into a small ponytail. Unbothered as always, although his brows shifted slightly when he felt your fingers in contact with his hair, removing the hair tie and letting his bangs fall back down his face.
"Your bangs fit you well, though."
His eyes were on you as he picked up your words. His gaze followed you even as you walked away.
The next day, Silver Wolf was confused when Blade asked her to mess with his hair again like the other day, but she did it nonetheless. Now, sitting on the bench again, his ears could easily pick up your footsteps but this time, his eyes remained closed.