Lone Notes
@shobami
A deep breath came from the red haired woman as she leaned against the counter of the school’s bathroom. Her red eyes squinted into the mirror as if she were thinking heavily on something. In reality she was trying to reason with the literal voice in her head. This had to have been the tenth time that Kuromori had asked if she could borrow her body to roam around her school.
It wasn’t like the spirit did anything bad, all she wanted to do was go into the music room and play the piano. That wasn’t the problem. The issue happened was when she got called out for not being a student. Her mode of action: fleeing. The strange thing was that she would seemingly disappear after leaving a room or going out the window. Scaring the living daylights out of faculty and students alike. It was a miracle that no one linked her to the strange talking going around.
A defeated sigh escaped the idol’s lips, negotiations had failed. The spirit inside of her winning: getting to do whatever she wanted. Another heavy breath left her right before her body was taken over; red hair became black and red eyes became blue. She essentially became a different person as the woman walks out the bathroom towards the music room.
