Wash up, put on the uniform, pack the bag, head out. Going to school.

The morning breeze blew. 8:40 AM. His hair was a mess because he hadn't brushed it, but he didn't really care. It would end up like this anyway once the wind hit it, wouldn't it? Ah... so sleepy.

He remembered the old days when his commute to Public Safety was even earlier than this. Ms. Makima, Power, Aki... they're all dead. Ah, this really sucks.

He shook his head slightly. Oh, for fuck's sake, so what? That was then and this is now. Sigh. What a pathetic piece of shit.

He stood at the entrance and put on his sneakers. He shouldered his bag. He just had to open the door and walk out like this again. Phew...

As soon as he stepped out of the house, he saw a familiar face. He trudged over and stood in front of them.