lilac hued eyes stared imploringly at the battered leather wallet, silently begging the inanimate object to emit a distress signal capable of summoning its owner; however, his lackluster attempt to rouse an appropriate response from the item ended in failure. the silence remained unbroken while the dust settled upon the seemingly endless rows of books, which formed a kaleidoscope of colors to the untrained eyes as the spines merged to mimic a scale riddled beast.

with his shoulders shifting minutely in tandem with his distraught sigh, the petite male shoved himself away from the counter, carefully wrapping spindly digits around the worn material of the wallet and shoving it into the pocket of his jeans, and after casting a cursory glance around the store, he strode toward the entrance, grabbing an umbrella and nervously watching as sheets of rain pounded into the concrete.

tension settled upon his shoulders while his teeth pressed harshly against his bottom lip, gnawing on the flesh as he strived to utilize physical pain to distract himself from the upheaval of his emotions. he could withstand the typhoon raging outside, for the book store was only a few blocks from the police station. there would be no danger involved in exiting the poorly insulated building and braving the weather; however, his mental jeering lacked the necessary conviction to force his feet to begin moving.

jun’ya wanted to escape from the city, though felt compelled to remain stationary due to his promise to the owner of the shop. he postulated that most people left the city, and his boss would not berate him from fleeing from the storm. the dark haired youth, however, did not dare to test the waters, fearful of losing his job due to his own negligence.

so with an explosive sigh, he squared his shoulders, carefully opening the door—belatedly remembering to lock it—and forcing his umbrella to cooperate with him. white graced his knuckles as he clung to the flimsy device, stepping gingerly forward and bowing his head against the rain and wind, soaked almost instantly despite his forethought in donning a poncho and using an umbrella.

therefore, his arrival at the police station started with a puddle of water forming as he trekked toward the secretary’s desk, slipping upon the tiled floor and clinging to the sturdy structure of the desk while a sheepish smile settled across his features. nerves flared to life while he forced his lungs to expand and shrink in time with his deep breaths, reporting the lost wallet in-between the rhythmical inhales and exhales, and he flinched noticeably when another individual appeared, brown hair and green eyes filling his vision as the other male beckoned him forward.

“ah…” he began after a heartbeat of silence. “yes. i’d be happy to answer your questions.” his feet padded carefully forward as he approached the detective, answering the proposed question without conscious awareness and hoping that he would not repeat his earlier performance as he followed the other.

ooc: SHIZUKA KENJI