Snippet #1108039

Shuuya sat on the chimney of an old house. Some distance away he could see the large walls of the foreboding castle. It always gave him an unwelcomed feeling of fear. He was dressed neatly in his white button up shirt and black slacks. His black tie and matching hair blew in the wind as the sun's glow cast his eery shadow across the street before him. He held a bright white flute, similar in color to the snow. He played gently, the serene melody filled the air and traveled throughout the area.

His flute was one of the few activities Shuuya enjoyed, mostly because he really couldn't remember much about his past. The sun's rays warmed the air, and every now and then a cloud would block it out for a moment, but it would pass and he would return to sitting in the sun. His song was quick and light, piercing the air with a feeling of odd happiness. When he had finished his song, his eyes opened slowly. They glowed in an odd purple color. His face went from happy to completely bored once again. This was his normal expression. A bored look that seemed like he couldn't be bothered to do anything. However, this is only due to his being alone. He fears others, for reasons he really doesn't understand, so he's always avoided them. Looking up at the castle a distance away, he knew that this place was bustling with the people who lived under the queen, and an area he disliked very much.

"Today's just another... tiresome day..." He muttered, standing up. He adjusted his tie in annoyance. Irritating thing... He thought, placing his flute in his pocket.