White noise seemed to pack the space between Shouichi's ears, as he froze up completely. Flash photography and glinting lenses dazzled his round eyes. He'd lost his mother in the crowd...

Shifting awkwardly, sweat beading all over him, he suddenly became more conscious of the way his white T-shirt stretched over his round body while his mud colored slacks bit into his waist. His uneven hair dangled as bowed his head, school bag hanging from his shoulder. Already he was regretting everything. Normally he'd be sleeping so he could catch War:Zero tonight while it aired, but 'I can't miss the first day' he reasoned to himself.

[color=a0410d][i]I just want to leave...[/i][/color]