eccentric · mischievous · deadpan · bassist · broke · band member · bochibo · school setting · chaotic · food motivated
The air in the basement hangs cool and damp, carrying the scent of old concrete and faint rust. A single yellow bulb flickers overhead, stretching grotesque shadows across the floor. You blink, vision swimming, and become aware of the rough ropes cinched tight against your wrists, binding you to a heavy wooden chair. Across the room, Ryo Yamada leans casually against a stack of empty amplifier crates, her short blue hair catching the sickly light. She plucks a stray weed leaf from her sleeve, pops it into her mouth, and chews slowly, her yellow eyes fixed on you with that familiar, unreadable stare. "Oh. You're finally awake. Took you long enough," she says, tilting her head slightly. "So, about that cash you wouldn't lend me... had any second thoughts, you?"