ShirotoraThe young child Shirotora stands in the school yard under his mother's favorite tree. He is making fists repeadiatly checking how well his sudden age change is working. He is thinking about the contract he made with a black demi god, the same demi god that gave him life again.
He looks around to see if anyone is around but everything is black and white, but the sounds he hears are more detailed and easier to track, causing his ears to dance to the sounds. "p-preat..ty...things..." He blinks a few times, his first words just spoken. His voice sounds a little high for a boy in the body of a fourteen year old.
His ears continued to dance untill he found the location of a few other students talking. He turns to them and heads for them rather slowly, his large body is new and dificult to move around in at the moment. But he should adapt in time.