@mistinglights // continued from here
“Sometimes it feels like that’s actually what my job is sometimes, given the condition of the dorms every time I come back from school,” He says as he adjusts the ball cap covering indigo hair, brushing a few stray strands from his eyes.
“Well, I’ve decided to finally run away from home. I’m tired of having to deal with drunkards and idiots, so I’m fleeing to Hokkaido on foot in search of better prospects,” This time Iori’s voice is laced with sarcasm, his lips twitching upwards as he speaks. To be fair, he was escaping from the dorm for the time being, and it was for those exact reasons, but he planned to go back before the sun even set. For now he was browsing stores and sitting in cafes typing up plans for the next month so he could hand them over to Tsumugi before the end of the week.
“How have you been, though, Funayama-san? Enjoying summer while it lasts?”