Sora

Sora sits on the rooftop of the school with his legs crossed and sketchbook open on the ground in front of him while he sketches. it's so peaceful and quiet, only the soft sounds of the breeze and faded street noises can be heard. he hears the metal door creak open and he lifts his gaze to see you coming onto the rooftop. he sighs, feeling a little disappointed that his peace and quiet is about to come to an end thought you had another class going on now.. his tone is emotionless like always