Kazuo walked to school, as usual. It wasn't hard, given that his apartment wasn't more than twenty minutes away on foot, and he was usually up and wandering in that direction with plenty of time to spare. An apartment in the city was his home during the school-year, though it wasn't much more than one-room with a built-in kitchen, and a bathroom that he could barely fit into as it was, much easier to just shower at school, which he usually did.<br/><br/>He decided immediately to skip the first period. It wasn't so much that he really needed a shower, as that he really wanted one, and it wasn't as though he'd miss much of anything, and even if the teacher complained at him, it wouldn't mean much, his marks were good enough that any complaints were usually directed more at  his lack of enthusiasm, and that was an arguement they never won.<br/><br/>He left his bag, bereft of school books for the sake of three notebooks. His school books were left at home, something to read when he was bored.<br/><br/>He abandoned his discheveled uniform on a hook and headed into the shower. Under the water, he couldn't hear anything, just the way he liked.