by Suyu Kitazawa » Fri May 04, 2012 8:01 pm
It had been a bit since Suyu dyed his hair a lighter shade of brown. It was slowly going back to being black in color and many were mistaking him for someone else. Some kids didn't even recognize that it was him. He had been dying his hair since his fourth year and had grown fond of it. But with the realization of graduation soon, he knew he would also have to grow up and find big and better things to do.
The seventh year was settled under a tree on the grounds, his sketch book in hand. His speciality had always been art, but he had to now face the reality that he wouldn't exactly get to go far once out of school with any of his artistic ability. His mother had already sent him a long letter regarding that. So the boy was savoring his last couple weeks of being able to draw. It was really upsetting that drawing would have to be pushed off to the side and he would have to get a real job.
"Stupid pencil," Suyu didn't know why he was so frustrated with everything, but he was. He chucked his sketch pad off to the side as he drew his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. He just stared off into space, his mind just zoning out. But he was startled when a voice spoke to him.

legacy era • International Ministry Journalist for the Wizarding World News Newspaper • age 38