[Toshiyuki Hayato]

Time had been going by rather slowly, day after day, week after week, Toshiyuki wasn't a fan of repetition and yet the school life was crawling on by with the most mundane subjects and lessons to keep him company, he still was putting in work both academically and socially but there was a certain kick that was lacking, there was no big test or exam in sight, no big event or party to prepare for, it was all just a regular school month as far as he was aware and that bored him. It was that boredom that lead him to walking down the streets of the Tokyo at night with Shinto by his side, the offer to see what the night life could be like had been done on impulse, a sudden and random desire to just do something lead him to asking his roommates if they'd like to tag along and Shinto, the ever dependable giant, had agreed to tag along while Keibo, the quiet recluse, had predictably declined, probably to train or study or a mixture of the two. It was her loss, Toshiyuki and Shinto could probably find something interesting to do, maybe they'd hit a club or maybe just go get some drinks, even if the man rarely indulged in the substance, he may be a smoker but that was mostly to help maintain his bad boy image, getting piss drunk and losing control however wouldn't quite help in that regard so Toshiyuki usually kept himself confined to a nice light buzz with some fancy scotch or whiskey he could sip on.



"So what's the plan, big man? In the mood for anything specific?" He'd probe his friend as he walked by the taller man's side while being careful to adjust his purple suit vest ever so slightly and allowing the collar of his white dress shirt to pop a bit more, his attire probably wasn't going to be ideal for a night club but he'd still stick out and not in a particularly bad way, the purple dress pants and black shoes gave his almost iconic business casual appearance, while his hair being carefully styled into an appealing mess, combined with his dress shirt having the top buttons undone with a popped collar had played into the bad boy image he had built for himself.