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it was a look that could only be described as sullen and thoughtful at the same time, indicating that the decision he’d already made weighed heavily on his mind even now. he’d signed the papers, giving his full consent for anything the school might wish to do with him, so it was too late to back out now. his stomach was in knots. worse, his freedom had been revoked. anything beyond the research wing was off limits to him now.
mostly, they were just running tests. it was only the first couple of days, so none of them were too strenuous or painful-- yet. he knew better than to expect this to be easy.
hajime bit his lip, staring intensely at his hands clasped in his lap. he didn’t even notice when the door opened, and somebody his age in a lab coat came in. even if he had, he wouldn’t have spoken, tongue heavy and wooden in his mouth.