𝐌𝐕𝐀 ;; 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

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Knock! Knock knock! Knock!

The sound of Makoto lightly knocking on the door to a meeting room, his ankle obviously still hurts— but it's required for him and Ryozo to attend this meeting. Though Ryozo personally thinks that he shouldn't even be walking on that foot. But, oh well.

Around three days have passed since that letter, and in all honesty, Ryozo would enjoy getting this situation over with quickly.

As the two teens stood there in silence, the hallway lights dimmed slightly.  Ryozo sighed, “ Fuck it. ” They murmured, about to grab the knob before watching it open instead causing him to take a few steps back.

Makoto just remained quiet, standing in the background of whoever’s line of sight as the door began to open. He was wearing his hoodie again, a numb expression on his face, he didn't have anything to say anyways.

However, in his pocket he clutched a blade just in case. Even though nothing poses a threat, you don't have to get ready if you stay ready.

Ryozo just crossed their arms, watching the door open to reveal a girl at the same height as him, she looked a bit confused at first before realizing something.

“ Are you Shigaraki and Toga? ” She questions, the girl was wearing a red suit, the end of her vest has white ruffles, she wore white gloves, a red bow, and little heels with wedges. Her hair was perfectly neat in a stylish way, it was dark brown, two mini braids peeking behind the waterfalls that framed her face. Another braid connecting the top, probably there to keep her bangs steady, some hair resting in the middle of her face, curving to the left to hide behind an ear.

Her features were soft, yet unsure, orange eyes that held curiosity and a certain stoic aura in her behavior.

“ Uh huh. ” Ryozo replied, “ I assume.. you're one of the people we were assigned to work with. Who are you exactly? ” Ryozo replied, his tone lacking any emotion which can cause slight unease. You wouldn't be sure of what he's feeling.

“ Sako Sayori, ” She states with a small smile before stepping back. “ Um, a few others are in here. We’re missing two people though. ” She informs, walking out of their field of view.

Makoto glanced at Ryozo who takes a step inside the rooms, his eyes scanning the room while Makoto trails closely behind him.

Inside the meeting room was a plain table, it had a white cloth covering it entirely, eight chairs surrounding them, and only five residents there. On the list, it only had six people on the list, so who could the other two chairs belong to? Hm.

It was dimly lit, a window across the room that was covered by curtains, it was small and basically empty without the table.

Finally, his eyes scanned the other people in the room. A smaller girl is already in a chair, not even looking up from what seems to be her phone. She had tan skin, red hair, and a pouty face. She wore a white hoodie, a black skirt with tights, with some black wedges. She seemed very childish— how old was she?