[At the beginning of the day, while people are still being dropped off, Otoha watches from the top of one of the buildings. He likes it up here - it's quiet and he feels a little safer. But the sight of the families is too much for him, and eventually he leaves.]
[A little later he's walking the grounds, still trying to get familiar with them. One of his bandages has fallen off and is fluttering out from his trenchcoat sleeve. At least he's not bleeding anymore, but it's probably not the safest thing for an injury.]
[Once things have settled down, he roams the halls, checking to make sure people are where they're supposed to be. Honestly he's not sure where he's supposed to be, since in theory he's a teacher but he doesn't really have classes scheduled. He does end up in the staff areas and stares at a bulletin board with colorful stickers. Is... is this the sort of thing he's going to have to get as a teacher? He's not going to use yellow smiley face stickers, thanks.]
[A bit later he's in the cafeteria, eating oatmeal. It's a breakfast food but he'll eat it if he wants to. And he can, because he's on his own now. Sort of. He's had to pull his sleeves up a bit though, so the wrapping on his arm is visible, along with the patches of too-red skin peeking out from under it.]
[Finally at night, he's back in the staff quarters, staring at the ceiling in their lounge. Sleep? He's not sure how to do that anymore. He doesn't really care, but he's just... bored. He's not allowed to kill anyone, so what is he supposed to do?]
Yosuke Otoha | Multiple places
[A little later he's walking the grounds, still trying to get familiar with them. One of his bandages has fallen off and is fluttering out from his trenchcoat sleeve. At least he's not bleeding anymore, but it's probably not the safest thing for an injury.]
[Once things have settled down, he roams the halls, checking to make sure people are where they're supposed to be. Honestly he's not sure where he's supposed to be, since in theory he's a teacher but he doesn't really have classes scheduled. He does end up in the staff areas and stares at a bulletin board with colorful stickers. Is... is this the sort of thing he's going to have to get as a teacher? He's not going to use yellow smiley face stickers, thanks.]
[A bit later he's in the cafeteria, eating oatmeal. It's a breakfast food but he'll eat it if he wants to. And he can, because he's on his own now. Sort of. He's had to pull his sleeves up a bit though, so the wrapping on his arm is visible, along with the patches of too-red skin peeking out from under it.]
[Finally at night, he's back in the staff quarters, staring at the ceiling in their lounge. Sleep? He's not sure how to do that anymore. He doesn't really care, but he's just... bored. He's not allowed to kill anyone, so what is he supposed to do?]