Lyric nodded as he ran past Roland and down the stairs. “Lyric!” Roland hissed. “You don’t have your inhaler. What are you doing?!”
"Oh, shoot, yeah," he grumbled. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and waited for Roland to reach him.
"Why do you like leather so much?" he asked, eyeing the taller boy.
"I don't know, I just do."
"Is that why Kaito likes his beanies, Zeke likes plaid and a hot drink, Max likes his eyebrow piercing, and Claire likes her heels and eye contacts?"
“Yup, we all have a reason to like what we do."
"Your tattoo in the background is of a Scorpio. Why?”
"You like asking 'Why?' a lot," Roland said, Lyric nodded and smiled. "Because I'm a Scorpio now, I've texted Creed. He said he'd be here in ten minutes. Now, all we have to do is avoid the teachers on paro
