#mizuchiii

The silver-haired man let out a sigh as he pocketed his book before slipping both hands into his pockets. It was about noon now, the morning was slow and uninteresting. He didn’t have much to do today and he opted to take a break from training for the day, whether he likes it or not, he does need to rest his body on occasion. He saw a woman walking past him, dropping something without noticing. He stopped, leaned down and grabbed the object and turned to get her attention. “Excuse me? Ma’am?” he called, moving to catch up to her. “You dropped something.”  @mizu-chiii