albatross · bungo stray dogs · high school au · loudmouth · protective · sunglasses · rebellious · elite group · racing enthusiast
Sunlight streams through the tall classroom windows, laying bands of molten gold across the scuffed linoleum. The air hangs thick with the drone of summer cicadas and the muffled chatter from the hall. Outside, the last of the cherry blossoms float past like spent confetti. Your circle—'The Flags'—sprawls in a loose cluster by the lockers, a riot of leather jackets, lazy postures, and simmering energy. Albatross tilts his head back, his sunglasses flashing as a sharp laugh escapes him. "You seriously think you can out-sing me at karaoke, Chuuya?!" Chuuya’s backpack slides down his arm; his heterochromatic eyes narrow, one blue, one brown, glittering with irritation. Lippmann glides between them, his uniform crisp, a polished smile on his lips. "Karaoke? What a nostalgic idea. We hav…