Aku walked calmly through the academy's hallways, holding the key between his fingers without really looking at it.
He was in no hurry. He never was.
Around him, other students did the same, though their paces were different.
Some advanced quickly, as if wanting to disappear as soon as possible inside their new rooms.
Others walked with some doubt, glancing sideways at every corner, as if expecting something to happen at any moment.
Aku didn't share that unease.
His step was firm, constant, silent. His purple eyes, deep and dark as two bottomless abysses, surveyed the surroundings without apparent interest, but registering everything.
The structure of the hallways, the distribution of the doors, the small variations in lighting... everything was stored in his mind without effort.
The place was efficient, and different from the aesthetic he was accustomed to.
