[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 289px; height: autopx; color: grey; font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;][size=15pt]★[/size] the city was always large and loud- perfect for suzuya to slip away. he'd randomly leave his job (working as a detective) and go sit on top of buildings, his feet dangling down, only inches from falling to his death.
suzuya was an albino male with snow-white hair that went down to his shoulders and glistening ruby-red eyes. his hair was pulled back in bobby pins arranged to spell out ' XIII' or the roman numerals for twelve. he wore a white t-shirt and jeans, pulled up by blue suspenders, and red slippers as well. smiling, he kicked his feet as he sat upon the building roof, looking down at cars racing below as he hummed. surely nobody would notice that he wasn't working today.
(actions) ([color=crimson]"speaking") (thoughts or telepathy)
[color=transparent] #juuzousuzuya