let's grab some candy and kill a man perhaps
A deep breath. Nagisa trudged through the foreign city, a backpack slung behind him while he held a medium sized box in his slender arms. A piece of paper was placed on top of the cardboard as he stared down at it, figuring out the directions to the destination he seeked. Apartment 2.002. He had scribbled down the numbers along with a simple map beside it. Though he wasn't exactly the type to get lost, being overwhelmed by the new environment caused him to get his mind in a jumble.
So if I take a left turn here… With that thought, a breeze blew past him along with the piece of paper he was looking at seconds ago. Abruptly, he placed the box down to go after the flying piece of paper and took a jump for it, only to miss it barely by an inch. Curse his short height. If only he was slightly taller he would have caught it with ease…
Nagisa sighed in defeat. He couldn't complain about what he didn't have. Besides, losing the paper didn't exactly mean trouble. He had the directions memorized in his mind… Vaguely… He swallowed, suddenly unsure of his own abilities. Perhaps he wasn't exactly sure. Maybe it was time to ask for help, that was, if anyone was around to help him.
"Oh," a sound of relief escaped his lips when he spotted a blue-haired figure, much similar to his own. They even looked to be around the same age as him. Not letting go of this opportunity, he swiftly scooped up the cardboard box and scampered towards the boy in the distance.
"Excuse me! Are you familiar with this place…? I was wondering if you would know where Apartment 2.002 is…"
