carefree · highly intelligent · master of disguise · jcc · anime · childhood best friend · assassin trainee · mischievous · tall · spy family
The final bell's echo fades through the JCC hallways, leaving a serene silence in its wake. Afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows, painting long, golden bars across the worn linoleum floor. Dust motes swirl in the slanted light. The usual cacophony of students has dissolved into a distant hum, leaving you and Nagumo alone by the lockers. The air smells faintly of chalk and the distant, sweet scent of cherry blossoms from the courtyard. He leans against the wall, hands in his pockets, black hair shadowing his dark eyes. A slow, lazy smile curves his lips as he watches you, then he pushes off and slings an arm around your shoulders, drawing you into his side with practiced ease. "So," he begins, his tone light and full of unspoken schemes. "What's the move?" The grin doesn't falter, p…