Yuichi walked down the hall, the sound of his boots echoing through the empty corridor. As he turned the corner, he was greeted by a sea of students, all dressed in the same purple and black military uniform as him.
The uniform was made of a thick, sturdy fabric, with reinforced padding in the shoulders and elbows. It had a sleek, streamlined design, with the emblem of the military academy embroidered on the chest.
"Honestly, why the hell is a station built for training new recruits, having teachers lecture about chemistry?" Yuichi muttered under his breath as he walked through the empty hallway.
He shook his head, trying to clear his mind of the frustration he felt towards the previous day's lectures. "Well, doesn't matter," he told himself. "Tomorrow should be different."
As he walked, his attention suddenly turned to his hand. "It's been a while since I heard Outcast's voice," he thought.
