Nico didn’t recall how he ended up here, what had happened, anything from the previous night. All he could remember was waking up alone in a classroom with a letter welcoming him to the school. Said letter looked like a five year old had drawn it, but that was completely besides the point. Rather, his main concern was how alone he was. How utterly and absolutely alone. No Zera, no Tamiya, no anyone to keep him on the right path towards the goal they worked so hard to achieve.
He reached up, touching the scar on his right eye, lips twisting in the same scowl he was so familiar with. Now what? Would the club move on without him? He was Eins after all, the leader of Zera’s schutzstaffel, he was number one and…and they were going to activate the marvelous machine which had taken them years to build without him. The very machine he’d given his right eye for, the one he promised to risk his very life to complete. Zera would find a new Eins, maybe even that bastard Jaibo! No, the very thought made him sick, it was unacceptable. Nico refused to e forgotten byt the club, by Zera, by his sole reason for living. Which meant he needed to find a way out of here at all costs.
Standing, he moved out of the room he’d been placed in to cautiously look around the hallways. Disgust overcame his features as he caught sight of his other ‘classmates’ while the roamed the halls. How utterly revolting they all were, how mature and carefree. Or at least it looked to be that way to the blind eye. Turning his head so as to avoid eye contact, he wandered away, examining anything that could be perceived as an exit on his way through the halls. There had to be some way out of here, something he could do to tell them where he was, why he couldn’t be there; because if he couldn’t, only execution awaited him when he returned.
For the first time in a long time, Nico was at a loss, trudging through the halls while turning his head to avoid making eye contact with anyone. Apparently around here even that wasn’t good enough, there was someone approaching. How could they so easily come up to a stranger like this? Throwing all caution to the wind when he quite obviously wanted to be left alone.