#ink character

an art trade for  DramaOstrich

This is super old! I’m finding all this art that I just never uploaded!!

“WitchHazel”

Hope's Peak Academy was supposed to be her ticket out of that depressive shadow Kazue was supposed to call 'life'.

And she quite remembered almost rolling out of the car door and away from her parents when they'd arrived in front of the school, not even bothering to throw a 'Goodbye!' or 'I love you!' their way.

But now, laying on the grey cement with something akin to a keycard in her hand, Kazue felt a bitter sort of regret for not saying goodbye to her parents. She sat up and looked to the ceiling, cracking her neck rather audibly, and groaned.

Why, exactly, was she laying in a prison cell?

Kazue Shimatani, a calligrapher of all things.

The far wall was home to a door with a small slot on its surface, and when she held the card up she noted that it was likely her key to getting out.

She prepared to stand and, as if on cue, thought she heard somebody take a sharp breath. Kazue covered her mouth to silence a surprised yelp - because she really hated sudden noise and movement - and hesitantly turned to her left.

Oh, somebody's still sleeping.

The calligrapher slipped the pass into her cream-colored sweater and hesitantly reached for a puffy sleeve - a....black, puffy sleeve. That couldn't be school regulation. She looked more like a casual lolita than the average student.

Kazue was undeniably jealous though. Her hair was a beautiful color.

She changed course at the last second and instead gripped her arm with her unstained hand, giving it a few light shakes to prevent her from doing anything abhorrent - like screaming at the top of her lungs.