@fireglaive LIKED FOR A STARTER [ x ]
HE INSISTS ON WALKING home from school on really nice days, instead of the usual e s c o r t service, per his father’s request. Truth be told, he doesn’t particularly like the walking, but he likes being g a w k e d at by his classmates as the flashy Regalia pulls up in front of his school building even l e s s. Only, of course, at least the car has air conditioning. He might’ve been okay with a little public e m b a r r a s s m e n t had he known that he’d have to trudge back to his apartment on one of the h o t t e s t days in Lucian history.
A RUMBLING ENGINE catches his attention as he stops at a crosswalk. Out of the c o r n e r of his eye, he sees her ------ that familiar Glaive girl on her motorcycle, out running errands or p a t r o l l i n g the city, he isn’t sure. Normally he’d keep to himself, pretend he doesn’t see her to avoid the awkward obligation of smalltalk ------ but he can’t stop t h i n k i n g about the nice, cooling breeze he’d get on top of that motorcycle...
“ Nice bike, ” he comments as n o n c h a l a n t l y as possible.











