Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44426813-20191215172805/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:596B:2163:1532:D044-20191221032721

Kotarou promptly left, weaving through the amassing crowd of Foxfire students as he took the shortest, most efficient path to Universe. He slid inside unnoticed, and sat in his desk, patiently waiting for the others to arrive. In the meantime, he studied the notes written on the board intently before pulling out a notebook and projecting them onto. Photographic memory was quite convenient.

Kotarou imagined that his parents would have liked him much better before he was kicked out if he didn’t have his Sand Manipulation ability. They worked with elvin money and The Council, and his photographic memory would’ve been especially useful.

Alas, his parents had disowned him, so here he was now. A shame.

-Loki