Thread:Victory the NightWing/@comment-38158014-20190513135006/@comment-36195412-20190630180851

(but of course)

Rush hour was not a time that Kian particularly enjoyed.

The noise of the spread drama and the cries of those who forgot to study for that test. The crowding of all the students trying to get to class on time and snatch things from their lockers. The horror as they joked amongst themselves, occasionally glanced at him like they expected him to join in. He couldn't--he didn't know those inside jokes, and it killed him inside.

Alas, history was on the second floor, so cue poor Kian trying to climb up the stairs while the beginnings of rush hour happened, and a few early birds exited the classrooms. He did so love to be early, so he decided to look upon those "peasants" from the balcony-like structure beside the staircase. He thought it looked a bit like the stairs from Full House; of course, he'd never let his sister know he watched her favorite show, so he shoved the thought away.