The ride to school was uneventful. It ended up being mostly silent because I was thinking about that guy, and also the card. I walked into the school half in a daze, chattering in the halls and squeaking of shoes against the polished floors becoming white noise. I just started at this school and somehow things have been more lively than usual since then. I didn’t dislike it though, gives me something to focus on. It’s not exactly like I have that many hobbies lately. You’d be surprised how many nights turn out being relatively uneventful too, so I’m not sure if you can call fighting crime a “hobby”. I mean it would be like going to a pool every day and only swimming once a week out of those times. Like, is that still a hobby? Actually, how often do you have to do something for it to be considered a hobby? I guess that’s not really that important.
“Sai! Hey!” I heard a familiar voice call to me from across the hall. I looked up but couldn't see them through the people still clustering the halls. I was suddenly startled by a hand landing on my shoulder. I turned to my side to see Elis there with a big grin on her face. “Found ya.”
“Um yeah, hey.” I was surprised that she would jump to say hi to me like that since we still don’t know each other very well. But I think that more than likely it’s because she still wants me to be a part of the journalism club. I don’t even know why she wants me to be a part of it. She still has no idea if I take half decent photos or if I even know how to write a mediocrely well written article.
“Since you're here early, why don’t I show you the club room?” Didn’t take long for her to bring up the club did it? She was right though, I was particularly early. That’s mostly because my uncle wanted to avoid my dad, which was definitely my sentiment to so I had nothing to say against it. I scratched the back of my neck before giving in.
“Yeah alright, lead the way.” I think she could tell I wasn’t feeling particularly enthusiastic about it but she just smiled and lead me to the room. I wasn’t really paying attention to where we were going. As I followed, my hand was in my pocket and fiddling with the card. I brought it with me just incase I was able to find out anything about it. Maybe I should ask her, or some of the people in her club. They must know something since they’re supposed to report on school news right?
Once we reached the room Elis pushed open the door. Orang gold light from the early morning raies flooded the room. The windows were massive, almost floor to ceiling at the far end of the room. For some reason it was surprising, I pictured it would be much darker in here. They had a massive table in the middle of the room that was covered in papers, while the other desks scattered around had there own clusters of clutter. It seemed like there was at least some organization to it.
You could tell by looking at the desks who was working on photography verses who was working on actually writing the articles. There were three other people in the room at the time, and they didn’t look up when Elis walked in but I think when they heard the heaviness of my boots it peaked their interest. I say this because I swear the moment I walked in all three of them looked up almost in unison. I found myself kind of looking to the side, I mean what kind of response was I supposed to give to that reaction?
“Good morning everyone it’s good to see you all working hard, this is Sai, he’s going to be joining us next week as our new photographer.” I wasn’t expecting her to introduce me that way, especially since I still had yet to agree to anything like that. I found my attention getting caught somewhere else though, my eyes found themselves fixated on one of the photos that were on the desks. I got closer to it, a frown appearing on my brow before I picked it up. This was… wasn’t this the guy from last night? It looked like it was taken on a different day but he’s wearing the same outfit. Why is he…
“Hellooo, earth to Sai? What is it? Impressed with the photo?” Elis’ voice interrupted my thoughts, I guess I kind of let myself get caught up in the moment though. I wasn’t about to tell her why the photo really caught my attention, so I’ll just let her assume what she wants.
“Yeah… who is this?” I was still caught up in the photo. I guess who they were didn’t really matter, I was just curious more than anything. I didn’t exactly see them under normal circumstances.
“You don’t know?” Elis sounded a bit surprised, she pointed her finger to the guy in the picture. “That’s Obsidian, they pop up here and there randomly. You hear rumors and stories go around about them whenever something happens. Some people say they’re a vigilante, some people call them a hero, others say they work for the mafia or an underground secret government agency, everyone’s opinion is different.” A vigilante… yeah, he might be from what I saw, so, is he the same as me or… is he something different? He didn’t seem to do anything supernatural from what I could tell, he just seemed really good at fighting. I guess some of the stuff I can do isn’t visual ether thought, I don’t know.
Elis stayed silent after speaking but I could feel her eyes searing holes into the side of my face. “You seem really interested in them for someone who had no idea who they were.” This… I don’t like where she’s going with this… “Do you…” before she could finish her question, the atmosphere in the room suddenly shifted. The air went cold and stale, and it felt like the other three that were in there room suddenly tensed and held their breath. Ah, this heartbeat, I could hear it behind me, I remember it clearly. The only question was, why is he here?