"See you later Mayura! Sorry, about leaving you with . . . well Yuki." A girl pointed at a girl who had blonde hair who was most likely 'Yuki'. The girl who was called Mayura, Hayato recognized since she always asked to borrow a pen from him during class. she never gave them back though, probably because Hayato never asked for them back. Her full name was Mayura Tsumori; He wondered why someone like her was at a local pub --- well that was obvious, she was drinking hence the reason why the blonde was mumbling slurs and barely able to hold herself. Mayura looked a bit drunk herself.
"We have classes tomorrow and their drinking?" Hayato questioned their behaviour to himself as he observed the three. Mayura has fair skin and chocolate brown eyes. Her hair is dark brown and shoulder-length with one long strand of hair which she keeps combed neatly to the left side of her face. She is average in height and has a thin figure. Her cheeks were a bright shade of pink, most likely from the alcohol and the cold weather.
Hayato continued walking home not wanting to watch the three girls any longer. The dark coal colored clouds in the sky suddenly let out snow. The black haired man shivered once he felt the snow land of his nose and head. Hayato wasn't wearing anything for a cold snowy day like this one. All he had on was a black turtleneck and some white pants. "Damn . . ." He groaned as he shivered from the wind. He looked up at the coal clouds and hoped that it would stop snowing. When he finally looked back down a man with a cloak bumped against his shoulder whispering something.
"Hayato Adashi, you are now on the Chronicle List. You are number 12, congratulations." Then he suddenly disappeared without a trace. Hayato's black eyes widen as he turned around quickly. But it was useless nobody was behind him, only a phone with a white case that had the word 'twelve' in small black cursive on the back. Hayato timidly went over to pick it up and when he did a message popped up on the homescreen.
'Hello, Hayato Adashi! Have time for a quick chat?' Was what the message read. Suddenly footsteps could be heard causing Hayato to drop the phone from shock. He tried to catch it but it slipped out from his grasps and landed next to a someone's shoe. He automatically knew it was a women because the shoe was a flat shaped heel one.
"Good afternoon, Adashi-San."