week five ♡ wednesday ♡ lief

[snow is falling(? sure, moron island, sure), and it's cold. and akira's still without his blazer since magilou definitely needed it more than he did.

so it means he's sitting by the bonfire, knees curled up to his chest. his chin rests on his knees, one hand idly running over the deep scratches marked on his face from the illusion room last week, the other idly tapping against his shin.

it's probably hard to tell whether he's brooding or just deeply contemplating, but he's definitely looking pretty exhausted. but hey, at least the company is welcome, right?]