Since Hajime was already in his fourth year, he could feel a sense of nostalgia coming to him as he roamed around the hallways of the school building. To think that last year, he was living his mundane yet comfortable life... just for it to take a turn for the worse. He felt like a boxer, standing on the last round of a match before he suddenly let his guard down and got his living daylights beaten out of him.
'Such was life, I guess.' Hajime craned his neck to look at each classroom sign before walking forward. He had done two patrols around the second and third floors of the school so he decided to head back to the front entrance.
