[Celty often gave off an appearance that suggested she was bad news. She drove into school driving a pure black, sinister looking motorcycle, wearing a leather jacket that smelled like cigarettes. She seemed tense in all her classes, eyes shifting around the room as if waiting for someone to start a fight.
It never really occurred to Celty that people might get a negative impression from her outfit and nervous behavior. She just assumed that people didn't want to talk to the mute girl. Attempting to strike up conversation herself seemed incredibly nerve-wracking, in her opinion. What if they're busy with something important and she was intruding on their time? What if the first person she ran into was illiterate and couldn't read the messages she typed up? What if they were aliens? So many terrifying options!
So she mostly went about her business. Getting schoolwork done, completing the day, and maintaining her bike. Seemed... acceptable, for now.]
Celty Sturluson | Durarara!! | Junior Year
It never really occurred to Celty that people might get a negative impression from her outfit and nervous behavior. She just assumed that people didn't want to talk to the mute girl. Attempting to strike up conversation herself seemed incredibly nerve-wracking, in her opinion. What if they're busy with something important and she was intruding on their time? What if the first person she ran into was illiterate and couldn't read the messages she typed up? What if they were aliens? So many terrifying options!
So she mostly went about her business. Getting schoolwork done, completing the day, and maintaining her bike. Seemed... acceptable, for now.]