Key was walking quickly. The bell had already rung, and the boy didn't know where to go. He was constantly watching at his left and his right, like he had the hope to meet someone who'd help him. It was obvious, nobody was about to help him. He was trying to make his way among the flow of students who were going in class.

"I hate it, I hate it." thought Key. "First, I'm alone, and second, I've got no friends to help me! Great!"

Key pouted.

He missed his friends terribly. He was already looking forward the moment he'd meet them again, the holidays. It was the only thing that explained he could actually go to school. As the days would go by, he would be able to meet them.

It was the only thing that helped him to walk in this school.

Well, for the moment.