The rooftop of the apartment building was windy. The air was cold. It whipped around the ventilation units. Kaito stood in the center. He held a deck of cards in his left hand. He wore his jacket. The white patch in his hair was hidden under the hood. He was practicing draws. He pulled a card. He slammed it down. He repeated the motion.
Kuro sat on the edge of the water tower. His legs dangled. He watched with critical eyes. He looked bored. He looked judgmental. He looked like a teacher who hated his students.
Kuro said: "That was pathetic."
Kaito said: "Again."
Kuro said: "Your wrist is stiff. You are using your arm. You are wasting energy."
Kaito reset his stance. He relaxed his shoulder. He pulled another card. He slammed it down. The card glowed. The shadow erupted. It was faster this time.
Kuro said: "Better. But still slow. You are hesitating."
Kaito said: "I am not."
