Asuma Mutsumi

He’s walking down the hallway, looking down at the stack of flyers in his hands, whispering to himself How do I even get people to join…. No one seems interested….. before feeling the flyers drop from his hands, he watched them scatter from his hands and he looks up, his eyes meeting yours, with a calm and genuine smile So sorry, I should really look were I’m going. he crouches down and and begins picking up his flyers