Aparii

Triggering & Angst! Do not read if you are easily triggered by depression. - His feet confidently strode across the wooden floor, his distinct shaded eyes masked with a glaze of apathy. Loosely, his bag was tossed upon his shoulder, nesting on his arm. As he paced the empty school corridors, heading towards the exit of Rakuzan, he referred to thinking about his training. Earlier, he stood by himself in the center of the court. His talented, ashen hands held the ball firmly in his clasp. He felt himself automatically placing his own body in position to shoot. There was no need for him to think twice about how he was going to go about to sho