Post by Daidoji Satoru on Jan 12, 2018 9:59:30 GMT -5
Okay, so maybe this was cheating, but since Mirumoto-senpai encouraged a little reflection after the miserable loss this Daidoji took first thing in the morning, he figured meditation on wheels would be a good balance of what he wants to do and needs to do.
It would have been comical to see the rich boy making rounds on this 10-speed bike if he didn't look like anybody else. His hair was a mess, as per usual, he was dressed for exercise, and while he rode a rather expensive bike, it wasn't above affordable for someone who loved cycling and would save up for something like it. He enjoyed the cool breeze as he sped around, appearing to observe his surroundings but mostly locked inside his own head, dwelling on how the day had gone so far, or what his future here could turn out to be if he applied himself. He's supposed to let go of all the stress and concern, which would be possible if he wasn't Daidoji Satoru: Secret Emperor of Bottled Up Emotions.
If only that came with some sort of merit.
It would have been comical to see the rich boy making rounds on this 10-speed bike if he didn't look like anybody else. His hair was a mess, as per usual, he was dressed for exercise, and while he rode a rather expensive bike, it wasn't above affordable for someone who loved cycling and would save up for something like it. He enjoyed the cool breeze as he sped around, appearing to observe his surroundings but mostly locked inside his own head, dwelling on how the day had gone so far, or what his future here could turn out to be if he applied himself. He's supposed to let go of all the stress and concern, which would be possible if he wasn't Daidoji Satoru: Secret Emperor of Bottled Up Emotions.
If only that came with some sort of merit.