Humaru stays in his home for the rest of the day, sleeping, awaiting the day of hell that awaits him. Work..School..Children...Urgh, It made him feel sick. Yet, as much as he hated it, the day came, he threw on his undershirt and vest, jeans, shoes ect. he did his hair, and tossed his cigarettes on his desk, sighing, he rolls up some cigarette paper, placing it in his mouth, before he sets out, heading toward the highschool yard.

He reached onto the gate, placing in the key, he slides the gate open, taking back the key, he steps in.