No one was bothered by him, so there he stood. He stood there, hesitant, uninterested, indifferent. People walked by him, around him, up and down the halls, to and fro, but no one seemed to notice him. Standing still, Akaashi remained in place for quite some time, his legs refusing to carry him further. His eyes stared forward, uninterested in the information desk several meters from him. An 'It's alright,' could be heard from behind him, but it soon faded as Akaashi continued forward. He circled around the male, apologizing flatly before he continued on. It would hurt if he did.Īkaashi closed his eyes and sighed, swaying absentmindedly in his step, opening his eyes just in time to swiftly avoid colliding with someone. Blatantly, he thanked her, and continued on his way, passing by several rooms as he did so. Pointing a finger down the hall, a small assistant nurse directed Akaashi to a different desk, one where he would be able to find more information on the subject. He was wasting time, asking for something that he did not want in the least. Akaashi was unhappy with where he was, unhappy with what it was that he was doing. He didn't care, nor did he think he would care in the near future. But ultimately, they would urge him to carry out the task that had been pushed on him, and one way or another, he'd do it.Īsking around here and there, the male put little to no effort in finding out where he could go to sign up for what. Often times, however, Akaashi would disagree with his parents, unhappy with the suggestions they'd given him. Akaashi's parents were intent on having him intern in a hospital nearby, so that he could stockpile more things that would look good on his resume, for future purposes.
It was a dreary place for him, a place he was not fond of, but a place he was obligated to visit. It had been some time since Akaashi set foot into that hospital.
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