#Shujin academy uniforms

[virtualfutaba-cloud]

llustration of Yusuke and Akechi in "Mementos Mission"

[mayadoesfandomstuff]

You know, say what you will about Persona 5, but as an Asian kid from a shitty prep school in Asia that was filled with rumors and scandals, where most students avoided me because I not only had a reputation but also a constant problem with authority, I felt so represented by Shujin Academy's rancid prep school vibes and awful treatment of the protagonist 👍

They even had an obsession with volleyball, a creepy teacher hitting on 11th graders, and a drug dealing problem!

[phantom-kicks]

Ken timeline :0

I just wanted to draw a preppy and kid Ken but then I saw the opportunity to show Ken’s different phases in my AU

Nooo Ken what happened to your childlike cheerfulness after accepting yourself and overcoming your traumas noooooo T_T Shujin academy you will pay for this

Also yes Ken’s pre/post transfer look is based on the orange sweater vest and uniform combo everyone puts teenage Kens in lol we all agree he’d have that shit on

[katze-thief]

five days for love confession

pairing: Ren Amamiya/Akira Kurusu x fem!reader

summary: Shujin Academy is holding its annual cultural festival, and it seems that five days of preparation is all it takes to make your crush fall in love with you.

chapter two: rainy monday

"five days for love confession" series' masterlist

Rain bucketed out of the sky since early morning. You could hear the loud sound it made against the roof, a rowdy and consistent rumble that sounded like it was shaking the structure of the building. Nonetheless, everything was open as usual today. Even though you could see, through your window, everyone running in the streets and struggling to commute to work, apparently no one was exempt of work or school, it seemed. Including you. The traditional summer weather.

You sighed, as you finished your bento. You wrapped it around a pink fabric, placing it on top of your school bag, alongside some snacks. Today, as per the school official schedule lists’ email, you were going to attend Shujin until 8PM, because of the long awaited annual cultural festival — although, for you, at least, the rain was a clear signal that the school should just drop it. Nobody was really excited by it — besides Makoto (but it’s kind of a responsibility issue for her) and Haru — and organizing it seemed more like a chore than the ‘bonding-magical-cooperative-life-experience-of-the-youth’ it was initially intended. But, of course, for a generational prep school like Shujin it was important to maintain these things. To maintain sovereignty over the other prep schools.

Basically dragged, you left home.

The entire path to the station was just terrible. Besides the rain, there was a cold weather that looked like autumn. Your umbrella visibly wasn’t withstanding the winds, and the summer uniform provided no comfort. But you did it. You entered the train — that looked more like an umbrella exhibition — and arrived in Ginza Line, ready to take the next train to Shibuya. It was full as usual. You were in between a second-year student, who gossiped too loud about Makoto, and a guy that was soaked wet, dripping water in your uniform.

Twenty minutes later (that seemed like an eternity), the train stopped.

“Shibuya Ward, Line 3. Shibuya Ward, Line 3” the familiar train voice yelled, repeatedly.

Shibuya was as full of people as always, a lot of them carrying umbrellas or soaked by the rain. You gently placed your broken umbrella at a trash can, as you stared at the heavy rain. A bunch of people was standing at the Shibuya’s station exit, looking at the waterfall coming out of the sky. A lot of Shujin students too, you notice. Your eyes fluttered searching for a special someone, though, leaving your brain disappointed by his absence.

“This may be the heaviest rain in the last 10 years, I heard!” A businesswomen said.

“I heard it. Truly, a summer rain!” A salary-man laughed.

You stood there for, maybe, ten or fifteen minutes, picking up courage to run through the rain. Your eyes flickered to the station’s clock, aware of the entrance time. Eventually, encompassing that some students were running, you ran with them, jolting the way to school. As you felt the rain getting too heavy, you ran into an awning.

“You too?” you heard a familiar voice say.

As you looked to your right, all of them were there. Almost all. Ann, Makoto, Ryuji, Futaba, and, more important, Ren. Ann, the voice you recognized, looked at you, chuckling.

Everyone was drenched, in different degrees. Ann was almost dry, as Makoto. Futaba’s hair was drenched, not her clothes, which really did not make that much of a sense in your head. Ren and Ryuji were completely dripping water, as you.

Makoto was squatting on the floor, as Ren and Futaba passed a few coins to her. She was counting them, coin by coin. The three of them looked unaware of your arrival. Your eyes lingered in Ren for a while.

“Gosh, it’s raining a lot today.” you said, drawing attention to you. “A woman on the station said it’s the heaviest rain in years. I don’t get how they expect us to plan while dealing with this weather. They should just cancel this festival already. I’m certain it’ll rain next Saturday anyway.”

“Good morning, sunshine.” Ren joked, as everyone laughed. You felt your cheeks burning. His cheeks were slightly toned pink, and water from his hair dripped down his face. He wasn’t wearing his glasses, which made you stare at him a bit curious. “I agree. It’s such a hassle…”

“All this festival effin’ shit is just bullshit.” Ryuji added, visibly angry.

“It’s very important, though. It gets funds for the clubs.” Makoto’s eyes were still fixed on the coins. “Any fund for the umbrella whip-round here?”

You searched for coins in your purse, and handed it to Ren, who passed to Makoto. She seemed to count it all again, before going into the store which awning you were all standing underneath. A few minutes later she came back, carefully carrying three umbrellas. Makoto took one and Ryuji the other.

You splitted one with Ren, noticing that he walked slower, respecting your pace. Makoto and Ann giggled and gossiped under their umbrella behind you, and Ryuji and Futaba basically ran ahead of you. The splatting sounds of water fulfilled the silence in between you.

“So…” Ren started, coughing softly after. “I read the email with today’s schedule. Seem like we have the same schedule today.”

Your mind stopped working for a second. How would you answer in a non-suspicious way, that certainly would not seem like you pleaded for the school administration council to be placed on the same activities as him?

You could feel your hands getting sweaty and the sounds of talking getting quieter. You chewed on your lip and answered the first thing that crossed your mind.

“How bizarre.”

The day flew by inconsequential. You were in a different classroom than the Thieves, and, besides that, they had an unspoken rule of not talking on school grounds, or, at least, in front of everyone. Ren and Ryuji had their reputation, and Futaba had to socialize with her classmates, as she was entering her first year. So, at least until after lunch, each one had their own groupies, and Ren and Ryuji had each other.

Then, it was festival preparation time.

As soon the rain stopped, the campus was garnished. You walked through the corridor, trying to find the classroom that “Cutting and Sewing of Hangings” was supposed to be, and, of course, admiring the students’ hard work, as many decorations were being pushed around the school, glued to the walls, and hanged on the ceilings.

Haru waved at you, holding a small bonsai and an orchid vase. Around her, was other girls carrying a few boxes and pushing carts with the most beautiful flowers: hydrangeas, lavenders, and many, MANY, daisies, and sunflowers. The second floor was full of pollen, and you could even spot some students frantically scratching their noses. You waved back, quickening the pace to get out of there.

You slid the door of the class 2-A, just to find the students divided. The room had a weird unwelcoming aura that just made you want to go back to the allergy-inducing corridor. Half the students were on one side and half on the other side, with Ren alone on the corner of the classroom, cutting some red swirls. A silent altercation.

Quickly, Kimiko, a friend of your class, grabbed your wrist.

“I’m so sorry, I tried to tell the counselor, but he said that he couldn’t change the role!” she pleaded "Nobody need to talk with such a weirdo like him."

You quickly walked over to the desk on Ren’s side, the only available, placing your bag on the floor and sitting not so long after.

He looks tired. A lot tired. He was rubbing his temples with a hand, cutting with the other, blinking slowly like on a daze. Ren was wearing gym clothes, which you assumed it was because of the drenched clothes from earlier. Also, he wore his glasses. You could feel your heart beating a bit faster.

“Nobody puts Baby on a corner.” you whispered, joking, as you refer to the endless ‘Dirty Dancing movie sessions that Yusuke and Ann obligated the entire squad to see. Ren chuckled, making the entire classroom stare at both of you weirdly. “What happened here?” you whispered again, wrinkling your nose.

He handed you a script and a note, written in very big, bold letters.

“ROMEO AND JULIET: CAST

REN AMAMIYA as ROMEO

Y/N L/N as JULIET”

As someone who just lost total willpower to contest, you handed the script back to him and picked up the scissors to cut out flags.

What a great Monday it is.

hi guys!! thank you for the support! it really makes me happy. i'll try to post a new chapter every week, at least, so stay tuned. also, i take requests!

[thepersonaofwill]

Ann Takamaki styling in her Shujin Academy uniform 💎

[manias-wordcount]

Young and Alive (Takuto Maruki)

Kinktober 2022 Day Twenty-Six: Taboo (Teacher/Student)

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

“You shouldn’t be here.”

 He says to you. It’s after school, and you know that. There’s hardly anyone roaming the halls this time of day. A few stranglers getting tutoring. A few teachers finishing their grading. Empty, empty, empty. And outside the sky is getting dark, and the stars are coming out to play. You’re missing train after train at this point and you know your friends are just about to blow up your phone with way too many text messages, asking if you wanted to change out of your uniform and hang out in Shibuya while the night is still young and alive. 

 “You shouldn’t be here.” He says to you for the umpteenth time tonight. He says it to you because you’re still young and alive and because you shouldn’t be here. And he shouldn’t be kissing you either. “Fuck, you shouldn’t be here.”

 “But Takuto~” You call out his name instead of pushing him away like he wants you to. Like he needs you to. You give him your sweetest smile as you use the arms you have wrapped around his shoulder to tug him closer. He staggers for a moment, his eyes flickering down to meet yours before looking back at your lips. Your smile starts to lift at its corners, and his jaw starts to tense. You shouldn’t be here. And yet… “I waited all this time for you~! Don’t I get a reward for being so good?”

 Here you are. Vices and all. 

 Your school counselor lets out a low groan, the tent straining in his pants becoming more and more obvious as he presses it into your parted thighs. It’s always surprising to see how worked up you can make him with just a few pretty words and a few soft touches after he spent so long hiding how he felt about you. But now that there are no prying eyes and listening ears, he can do all that he wants. For as long as he wants. 

 The two of you have been dancing around each other for some time now. After years and years of Kamoshida’s abuse being overlooked, you weren’t expecting to see him pack his bags and leave the school while you were still enrolled- even if you were just a 3rd year. Even more than that, you weren’t expecting the school to do any real damage control and hire a counselor. Yet just a couple weeks into your senior year, they drop Dr. Maruki into the waiting arms of the Shujin Academy, and he’s been here ever since. And for the longest time, Dr. Maruki was a good boy. He never went for any of the girls. He never mistreated any of the boys. And when it came to you? He would look. But he would never touch.

 But that’s the thing. You didn’t want him to just look. You wanted him to touch. And you wanted to touch him too. 

 So you do. You make up for lost time as you place your hands on his belt, showing him just how far you want him to take you this time around. It works as his own invitation to reach under your uniform skirt, grabbing your ass through your tights. You can’t help but gasp out as he eager gropes at your backside with both hands, but the sound you made is quickly swallowed up by the kiss he places upon your lips. 

 And at first, it’s sweet. It’s cute. Like welcoming him home from a long day at work. Like saying goodbye before leaving to run errands. A kiss that feels like it should be shared between boyfriend and girlfriend. Shared between husband and wife. Lovers, even. 

 But you’re not his girlfriend. You’re not his wife. Sure he might see you as a lover, but above all those things: he’s above you. Not just in the way he towers over you- caging you into the wall he has you pressed against in his office. He holds power over you. Through his age. Through his job. After all, you’re just a student at his school. A student he shouldn’t be touching like this. A student he shouldn’t be kissing like this. A student he shouldn’t be fucking like this. 

 But you’re young, and you’re alive, and you’re already eighteen. You do what you want. And what you want to do is your teacher. Because no matter how many times he’ll tell you not to waste your time with someone like him, you’ll come back. No matter how many times he tells you that you could find any boy your age and make him fall in love with you instead, you come back to him.

 And you know it’s wrong. You both know it’s so wrong. You know he’s not here to be another just some cute stranger that you’ll go out of your way to make sure he’ll notice your figure as you conveniently pick up something you dropped onto the ground. You know he’s not here to be a piece of eye candy for you and all your friends to look at while taking bets on how he would react if you ran your fingers through his hair when he was being a little extra needy. And you know he’s not here to make out with you before he fucks you on one of the beds like he does every Thursday. And he knows that too.

 But at some point, you realized that you just didn’t care. And at the same point, he must have realized that he wanted you too badly to care anymore. Because right now he’s tilting your head back. And he’s kissing you deeper. And longer. And harder than he has ever done before.

 “You shouldn’t be here.” 

 He tells you once again as finally pulls away from your now swollen lips. This time, there’s no hesitance behind his voice. Absolutely none. There’s only lust. There’s only longing. The same emotions that you see when he looks down at you through his glasses in a half-lidded, dazed stare. Emotions your counselor shouldn’t be feeling towards one of his students. Emotions you can’t wait to drive to their absolute limits as you spend the rest of the school year with him. And yes- you shouldn’t be here. You shouldn’t be staying this late after school. You shouldn’t be letting the sky go dark, and you shouldn’t be letting your trains go by. But you can’t help it. You just can’t help it. Because you’re young and you’re alive. 

 “Mmm…what are you going to do about it, Doctor?”

 And somehow, you managed to convince him that he’s the same whenever he’s with you.

[frootbyethefoot]

RAISING THE DEAD!!!

[ID: a digital drawing of takuto maruki, sumire yoshizawa, and goro akechi from persona 5 royal. takuto maruki is wearing his metaverse suit and is raising his arms to the air. he is looking up at goro and sumire and smiling. sumire yoshizawa is above him to his left. she is laying sideways and is wearing her shujin academy uniform. her hair is in a ponytail and she has no glasses on. there is a chalk outline around her body and there is blood by her head. goro akechi is above maruki to his right. he is wearing his outdoor winter outfit and is lying down on his side. there is blood coming from his sides. both sumire and goros expressions are indiscernible, but there eyes are closed and they look peaceful.]

[randomkposts]

I see imaginings and AUs where characters who go to other schools, are in Shujin. And I know that it's a school with a prestige, but from what we know playing the game its principal is a member of the conspiracy, and it has at least two terrible coaches on staff.

Why would you want to go there? Why would anyone want to send kids there after 2016 with all that went down?

Why would futaba decide to go there?

If you don't want to make up a school, just make a refrence to another school in a manga/anime then you don't have to make up a uniform for your fanfiction/art.

For instance, we don't know what school Goro Akechi goes to, but I personally think it would be funny to say he goes to Daikoku private academy.

[heliocities]

happy (belated) persona 5 royal launch day!! (ID below the cut!)

[ID: A digital colored drawing of Joker and Morgana from Persona 5. Joker is wearing the Shujin Academy winter uniform. He is facing left and walking with his schoolbag on his left shoulder. His eyes look toward Morgana, who is behind him. Morgana, in cat form, is inside Joker’s bag with his head protruding. He faces the viewer with his eyes looking left toward Joker. The background is the front of Shujin Academy with a jagged red line cutting across it diagonally. End ID.]

[bitchyhideoutnerd]

FUCK. METIS CAN GET A SEXY BLACK LEOTARD. HOLY SHIT I AM SPEEDRUNNING PTOLOMEA BC THERES NO WAY I WONT BE GETTING THAT SHIT. SHUJIN ACADEMY UNIFORM AND YASOGAMI HIGH UNIFORM?FUCK YEAH IDC ABOUT MY LIMITS I AM GETTING THAT SHIT AND THARS IT. MY BELOVED METIS

[takahashits]

HIIII 2, 4 & 9 from this ask game :3 !!!!! !!!!!!!!

THANK U VEL FOR THE ASKS !!! 🫶🫶

SAGE • How does your f/o show appreciation/affection and vice versa?

hands down, physical touch is his #1 love language! he LOVES hugging me from behind (especially when i'm doing a task, just so he can catch me off guard), and he also likes nuzzling his face in my neck when we cuddle. it's mandatory that he's touching me whenever we go outside - if he's not holding my hand, he has his arm around my neck. if he's not hugging me, he has his chin on my shoulder. that boy really likes my touch

physical touch is undoubtedly my primary love language as well LMFAO so i give him tons of kisses to make him blush like HELL!!!! i love seeing him embarrassed and shy, it's the cutest thing ever ! aside from physical touch, acts of service is also another main love language of mine. i like helping him with his studies and doing chores with him. it's very romantic to me and i hope it is for him too hehe

BUBBLEGUM • What is the most memorable moment or thing they have said to you and vice versa?

(warning: LONG STORYTIME ANSWER!!! we're talking ao3-level story)

okay, SO!! i have two, but for now i’ll only tell one ‘cause this post is gonna be long if i told both stories 😭 this happened before we started dating but still one of my most memorable moments with him.

to give you some context, it was around six in the evening. i was in a coffee shop near shujin academy’s campus, while ryuji was inside the school gymnasium, practicing for an upcoming track and field competition at that time.

while i was doing my schoolwork inside said coffee shop, some guy in front of my table started talking to me out of the blue before he went inside the shop’s restroom. when i felt like something was up, i noticed that the guy’s phone was weirdly positioned — it was leaning on a water tumbler, and the creepiest part was that the camera was pointed RIGHT AT MY DIRECTION !!!! so by that time, i was internally freaking out, thinking that i was being recorded w/o my consent.

first, i texted my closest friends if there was still anybody around the campus to come fetch me — i couldn’t go out the shop just yet because 1) i wasn’t finished with my donut and i had it for dine-in and 2) if i went outside, there's a good chance that guy would follow me. since classes already ended two hours ago, none of my friends could keep me company. that was when i remembered ryuji told me that he’d still be around by six because of his practices.

when the weird guy returned from the bathroom and sat at his table in front of me, i quickly texted ryuji in panic — at first, i asked him if he was available to come pick me up at the coffee shop. when he asked what was up, i explained the situation to him over text. he then told me that he’d come as quick as he possibly can.

around five to six minutes later, he shows up with sweat covering his forehead and a gym bag gripped in his right hand. he was wearing shujin’s PE uniform. i remember the way his head moved side-to-side, trying to find me. then, when he does, he smiles and waves at me, as he exclaims: “hey, june!”

i remember the side-eye he gave to the weird guy as he walked over to my table LMFAO,, ryuji sits in front of me, so as to block the guy’s view from seeing me. then, ryuji rests his forearms on the table, glancing at my schoolwork, my unfinished donut, then at me.

“that’s a big freakin’ donut, dude,” he comments, and i laugh.

“i have to finish it,” i tell him in a whisper. “i don’t want to let this go to waste just because of some weirdo!”

“don’t worry ‘bout it,” he answers. “take your time. i’ll be here for ya.”

even so, i STILL try my best to finish it as quickly as possible because i don’t want to be a bother anymore !!!!! at times, he’d chuckle and tell me to slow down, that “the donut ain’t got its own legs, it won't run”. when i was done eating my food, ryuji offered to carry my backpack.

after we left the coffee shop together, i gave him my thanks and told him a few more details about what happened. he’d throw in a couple comments, like are you for real?! or he’s lucky i didn’t throw any punches! i’d laugh at his responses, but then, as we were walking farther away from the coffee shop, i felt something was missing.

and then, it hit me: i think i forgot my envelope in the coffee shop.

the worst part? i had some personal papers that contain MY CONTACT DETAILS in that envelope. INCLUDING MY ADDRESS. the conversation went something like this:

“oh, shit.”

“what?”

“i think i left something in the cafe.”

“what? whaddya leave?”

“i left my pink envelope!”

“the one you always carry with you?”

“yeah! that one! fuck, i have to get it back.”

"are you sure it's not in your bag?"

"no, it doesn't even fit in there! could you— shit, sorry, could you go with me? i can’t go back and see that guy again."

“yeah,” he nods, worried, “sure, no problem.”

and then, as we briskly walk back to the cafe, i told him how i have some important documents in there, including the document i mentioned. after telling him about it, he seemed like he was contemplating about something. then, he removes my bag off his back.

“june, could you hold this for a sec?” he returns my backpack to me, and i’m confused. “stay put, yeah?”

then, he wears his gym bag over his shoulder, and suddenly — he FUCKING runs!

i thought he ditched me and went home already. i stand there confused with my eyebrows furrowed, and i’m convinced he left me there by myself to fetch for the envelope alone. so, i start making my way to the cafe, feeling a little betrayed by ryuji — that was, until i was a few feet away from the coffee shop’s entrance and saw him emerge with the pink envelope in his hand.

i am absolutely AMAZED.

he then sees me from a distance, walking to me with a tired smile as he hands me the envelope. “i told you to stay put, ya idiot,” he tells me as i take it from his hands.

“i thought you went home already,” i explain. “so i was going to get it by myself, until y—“

“yeah, whatever, that’s no problem,” ryuji brushes it off, panting just a little from the sudden exercise. then, he mentions to me: “y’know, i saw that weirdo again on the same table.”

“oh really?”

“yep,” he nods proudly. “i just shot him… one last death glare just so he remembers not to mess with you anymore.”

i laugh. “aren’t you returning to practice?”

“nah,” he shakes his head. “we were practically finished for today. tonight, i’m walking you home just to make sure no other creeps do somethin’ to you.”

he always walks me home after classes now. :)

tldr: ryuji picked me up at a coffee shop after some weirdo was recording me. when we were already far away from the coffee shop, i realized i forgot something important there. he ran back to the coffee shop to get it himself and return it back to me.

CRIMSON • How protective are you of one another? Do either of you get jealous in any way?

i'll be fr with you we're both prone to jealousy LMFAO .... but in terms of how we both show it, ryuji's definitely passive-aggressive with it (not towards me, but if he sees that some guy's hitting on me, he'll SHOW him that june takahashi is indeed proudly taken 🙏‼️). as for me, i usually hide my jealousy until both of us are alone so we can talk about it in private.

in terms of protectiveness: ryuji's very protective of me - not in a possessive way, but in a way that you can tell he's determined to protect me from any form of danger no matter what. the way someone treats me is how he will treat them back is the easiest way i can put it tbh. my protectiveness towards him isn't as strong or obvious -- i'm pretty resilient, but honest to GOD, if someone hurts that man i will hunt them down until justice is served

[captmickey]

3 + Any combo of Phantom thieves

If it wasn’t adults who constantly reminded him of his ‘crimes’, it was the students’ constant mutterings. While Akira wasn’t one prone to anger or letting words get under his skin, he would be a liar if he didn’t admit that sometimes… sometimes it was exhausting to be reminded of that societal branding his ‘crime’ left him with. 

He was reminded daily of it from his guardian when he went to and from school and from the teachers who stared at him in total annoyance. The last thing he needed were the students of Shujin Academy to remind him. It was because of that, he tried to make it a habit to disregard them, to ignore them, in a somewhat laughable attempt to keep himself from really breaking down, he tried to throw himself into either his studies or his new life as a Phantom Thief in hopes that if his mind was just busy enough, no one can really get to him.

The keywords in all of this being ‘attempt’ and ‘tried’.

Akira learned one day very quickly that while the students of Shujin Academy weren’t exactly the physical confrontational types… they were pretty damn good at cornering. 

Just let them ramble, he thought to himself. There wasn’t really a point in trying to argue with them. They don’t know how he didn’t randomly assault a man. They don’t know how he came rushing in because a woman cried for help and instinct took over, that he couldn’t– wouldn’t turn a blind eye if he could help it. 

They don’t know that in a case between justice and corruption, the latter will win. 

Just let them ramble, he thought to himself.

“Hey, are you listening?!” One of the students shouted, grabbing a fistful of his uniform and dragging him close. 

“Careful, man.” Another one warned. “He might kill you.” 

I’m not a killer, he thought. I’m not!

“So what? I’ll be a hero if I–”

“If you what?” A voice spoke out, anger laced in his tone.

Akira and the others looked over and found the bleach blond head of the delinquent of Shujin glaring. 

It had been difficult to make friends since his hearing, since he had been branded a delinquent himself. But if there was one thing that brought even a small sense of relief, it was the sight of Ryuji Sakamoto cracking his knuckles and shooting daggers at the other students. 

“Back off, Sakamoto.” The student gripping Akira threatened. “Get to runnin’.”

“No way, asshole.” Ryuji said. “And the only thing running is going to be you once I’m through with you. So let go of him. Now.”

The other students who surrounded Akira turned their attention to the former track runner. 

“I said beat it!”

“And I say if you wish to keep your fingers, I’d take your hands off him.” Ryuji once more threatened.

Letting go of Akira, who fell to the ground from the unwanted shove, the students balled their own hands into a fist, ready to throw hands at Ryuji when the sound of the school bell chimed. They all froze and quickly the students ran off, leaving the two delinquents alone on the courtyard. Akira adjusted his glasses, his jaw tightly clenched when he heard footsteps getting closer.

Looking up, he saw Ryuji sticking his hand out for him, the once enraged expression he sported being replaced with a kinder and softer one. 

“You okay, man?” He asked.

Akira stared at the hand. Ryuji should’ve run if he valued how society viewed him, Akira thought. The last person he would want to be around if he cared about his reputation or even wanted to attempt to ‘redeem’ himself in the views of others was to back away was Akira. If Ryuji cares for any of that, it would be best to stay quiet and turn a blind eye. 

“I’ve been better.” Akira said, taking hold of his hand and being quickly jerked up from the ground.

“Man, screw them. Thinkin’ they can go around and just act all big and shit.” Ryuji huffed, digging his hands into his pockets. “People like that piss me off.”

“I couldn’t tell.” Akira slightly joked.

The bubbling anger was quickly changed to a scoff as Ryuji playfully nudged him and the two snickered slightly.

“C’mon, we should get going. I’m starvin’. Ramen at the usual place?” 

Ryuji should have run. But that wasn’t who he was. Granted, Akira didn’t know him nearly as well enough as he’d like, nor Ryuji him, but one thing Akira could say with absolute certainty was this: Ryuji is a good kid.

[iunctura-arch]

Goro and Ryuji's first meeting! (For Protag Akechi?)

Send me a scene that happened in canon and I’ll write in detail how my muse felt in it!

Learning the train lines that would take him to Shujin Academy was a little difficult. But thankfully, there'd been a few people willing to help him find his way. Akechi was grateful for this, giving a small bow and thanking the people for their help.

He wished he'd had the foresight to bring an umbrella, though, as it started to gently sprinkle. Before long, it started to outright rain and he ran underneath the awning of a store to get out of it. Without an umbrella, he couldn't exactly head to the school without getting drenched.

Getting his phone out of his pocket, he checked the forecast. Of course it was scheduled to rain for the next hour. That was just his luck, wasn't it?

Late on the first day of school. Honestly, he couldn't even begin to imagine how he'd explain this to Sakura-san.

If only he'd known beforehand and not expected it to be sunny all day...

Another Shujin student walked over under the awning, dusted herself off and pulled off the hood of her jacket. Long, fluffy twintails poofed out and caught Akechi's attention. Blonde hair? That was really, really rare to see. Her skin was a bit like porcelain, and she was very pretty-looking.

But he didn't stare, knowing that was rude. Instead, he hoped to wait out the rain. At least, until he was offered a ride alongside the girl who had waited under the awning... by a man who he didn't know. He knew better than to get into cars with strangers, but he wished the girl hadn't.

....And that he had the foresight to stop her before, because she looked upset as the window rolled up and the car drove off... just as someone ran up.

Another Shujin student, by the looks of his uniform. Akechi briefly looked at his own uniform, which wasn't the Shujin standard. They had told him it'd take a week for the new uniform to get there, so they'd given him a temporary pass to wear his old one.

"Damn it! Screw that pervy teacher!" The student said, sounding outraged. Akechi raised a brow. Pervy teacher?

Unbeknownst to him, his phone had recorded that in the strange app that had installed itself on his phone.

"A pervy teacher?" Akechi asked, putting his phone back in his pocket. "That man in the car?"

That got the student's attention, and he turned to look at Akechi with a look asking 'are you serious right now?' on his face. Yes, he was serious. He didn't know anything about the teachers of Shujin, hence why he'd asked the question.

"Yeah, that 'man in the car'." Came the response, though it sounded like the student was pretty bitter about it. It was pretty subtle, but the tone of his voice said it all. He didn't like that man, he was bitter about something.

"Now I'm even more glad I didn't take him up on his offer for a ride." Akechi was a little relieved. Who knows what would've happened if he did? He studied the student a bit more. His slouch, the way he carried himself, his hands in his pockets... and he noted the way he kept most of his weight on his right leg. As if something was wrong with his left.

Defensive. Brusque. Standoffish. Like a wounded animal who was trying to keep itself from getting even more hurt. This student had been hurt, and he was lashing out... wasn't he?

To prevent more hurt. To protect himself.

"He offered you a ride?" The disbelief in the boy's voice made Akechi laugh a little. "What's so funny?!"

"I suppose it's because I was an unfamiliar face to him." Akechi responded. "Ah, I apologize for laughing. The disbelief in your voice was kind of funny to hear after how you complained about the pervy teacher."

The look on his face at that point made Akechi smile a bit. The utter confusion was kind of cute, in a way. If only it wasn't marred by the defensiveness of the boy's stance and the way it faded after a few seconds.

"You're not a student at Shujin, are you?" Came the student's question after a few moments.

"Yes, I am. I don't get the uniform until next week, given my transfer was so sudden." Akechi admitted. He watched the boy's expression a bit more. "I wouldn't be down this pathway otherwise."

As the student was about to answer, a wave of lightheadedness hit Akechi. Putting a hand to his head, he wondered what that was about. He heard the boy muttering something about a castle, but didn't question it.

After a few more exchanged words between the two, mostly Akechi asking the boy if they could go to the school together since he didn't know the way, they both headed off towards Shujin...

Not knowing what was to come.

[yusuke-of-valla]

Costume dialogue for Berry Blast Brigade because I do what I WANT

Shujin:

Kasumi: Hey the Shujin Academy uniform! I read about this school! They have a really good sports program, and one of their alumni even went to the Olympics! ... Say Hamu-nee/Mina-nii, think Sumire and I can go there some day?

Hamu-nee/Mina-nii, that's the Shujin Academy uniform, right? You look so sleek in it! Like you're real fancy Tokyo kids!

Sumire: The uniform from Shujin Academy? Kasumi's mentioned that before I think. Um, I t-think it's pretty nice, do you think I look ok?

Oh onee-chan/onii-chan, that's the uniform from Shujin Academy, right? It looks good on you! Though I think you can pull of anything.

Naoto: Shujin Academy's uniform, hm? It's quality material, it must be a good school. I've read some interesting things about the principal online...

Aneki/aniki, you're wearing the Shujin Academy uniform. It certainly gives off an aloof air I think, like it's meant to blend into the background.

Yusuke: oh so this is Shujin Academy's uniform! The patterned pants are a nice touch, though the blazer makes me a little hot. Is it ok if I take it off?

Onee-san/onii-san, is that the Shujin Academy uniform? You look great! Is it easy to run in? It's not to thick is it?

Yasogami

Kasumi: Yasogami huh... that's a school in Inaba, right? I think I'd get bored living in such a small town, but I think the outfit is cute!

Hamu-nee/Mina-nii, are you wearing the Yasogami uniform? You guys really make something as plain as this look so awesome!

Sumire: Oh this Yasogami high uniform is nice. I wonder what it'd be like to go to school in a small town like that.

Onee-chan/onii-cham, you're wearing the Yasogami uniform, right? It looks really good on you. The material's sturdy, is that because small towns are dangerous or something?

Naoto: Oh, this Yasogami uniform is surprisingly comfortable. I might need to roll up the pants a bit, but I think it suits me

Aneki/aniki, you're wearing the Yasogami uniform. Is there a reason why you chose it? Are you particularly interested in Inaba?

Yusuke: this school is Inaba right? I hear they're well known for their local pottery. I read a fascinating book on it in the library and... oops, sorry I didn't mean to ramble.

Onee-san/onii-san, that's the Yasogami uniform I believe. The design is very simple, yet still flattering! You look great.

Phantom Thief Outfits

Kasumi (Sophie): Oh this Phantom Thief outfit is so cute! I look like a marshmallow! And it's so easy to move around in! Too bad the mask is weird...

Hamu-nee/Mina-nii, Oh I see you're in your Phantom Thief outfit! So cool you're like a real gentleman thief! Is it fun to have the cape whoosh behind you?

Sumire (Violet - modified to have extra tights and smaller heels): Wow this Phantom Thief outfit... hehe I look like a professional gymnast huh? Like I'm about to put on a show! L-let's go! I feel really fired up in this!

Oh, onee-chan/onii-chan, I really like that Phantom Thief outfit of yours! It's kinda like the one I have isn't it. Hehe it's nice we match!

Naoto (Wolf): I'm wearing the Phantom Thief outfit like you asked but... why? Thieves are the natural enemies of detectives, I'm not interested in running around dressed as one. W-well sure I guess it is a little cool...

Aneki/Aniki, I see you're wearing the Phantom Thief outfit. I'll admit it's stylish, but you do know someday if you commit a crime like theft I'll be forced to arrest you.

Yusuke (Fox): thanks for the Phantom Thief outfit onee-san/onii-san! When we have time I want to sketch out this mask later. I feel like my persona likes it too.

Onee-san/onii-san, your Phantom Thief outfit... oh I mean you look good in of course but something about it... I don't know if it quite suits you. O-oh I'm sorry, ignore that! You look cool.

[thepersonaofwill]

Beautiful Artwork Of Ann Takamaki In Her Shujin Academy Uniform | Persona 5 Royal

[ashes-of-ailell]

there is only one character who reaches the same level of blorbo status (for lack of a better phrase) as Ashe and that is Joker from Persona 5.

so naturally I'm thinking about making them swap places. like. drawing Ashe in the Shujin uniform, Joker in the Officers Academy uniform, etc. and I really do want to do it but I'm also really tired so maybe tomorrow