Soft echoes of music blasted quietly through the subway speakers as the subway continued its course. The subway was fairly empty for the time of day but as a teenage boy with shaggy, neck-length brown hair with bangs and reddish-brown eyes read a newspaper he understood. Due to what everyone called Apathy syndrome people refrained from going out as much as possible.

The teenage boy wore a tan peacoat with black buttons, a striped black and white tie, black pants, black gloves, and black loafers. He came off as someone older than he looked but held a school pamphlet in his hand. The boy peered curiously through a pamphlet in his right hand while his left was firmly clutching his luggage.

This boy was Akechi Goro and he was on his way to an apartment building, where he was gonna stay, to attend his new high school; Gekkoukan High School.

"Approaching Iwatodai station, " A female's voice announces alerting some of the passengers aboard the train.

Akechi paused in his reading of the pamphlet and looked up out the windows. Just as the announcement had sent the train was slowing down to a complete stop at the station. Folding the pamphlet, Akechi shoved it into his pants pockets and stood up adjusting the trolley handle. (Trolley Handle: The bar you use to drag your luggage behind you)

Patiently waiting as the crowd exited the train Akechi finally squeezed himself out and looked around. It was just a normal-looking station with advertisements for stores, products, etc. There was also a ticket reading just ahead of Akechi that looked just as full as the train.

"I suppose I did pick a busy week," Akechi whispered to himself, not in the least shocked at how busy it was.

Taking one last glance around, Akechi strolled forward swiftly going through the ticket reader without a problem. He followed the signs out of the station and followed the directions he was given without problem. He eventually reached his apartment building that was three stories. The building was nice and a bit modern with lots of character that reminded Akechi of his home from before. Of course, that home wasn't his and belonged to his pathetic excuse of a father but he still appreciated it.

Akechi walked through the wooden double doors to a small empty lobby besides an old man sitting behind a counter. The old man was bald and held a newspaper in his hands while his eyes scanned each page vigorously. It didn't take the old man long to notice Akechi who walked up to the counter with an oddly fake smile. "Hello, I am Akechi Goro. I called about an apartment a few days ago and said I would be here at this time."

The old man regarded Akechi sharply before folding the newspaper and practically slammed it on the counter. "You can stop with that fake ugly smile." He shot out gruffly while bending over towards a drawer to his right and slid it open. Snatching up the golden key that was laying in the drawer, he placed it on the counter in front of Akechi. He didn't take his hand off the key and started at Akechi. "I better now hear any complaints from your neighbors about parties and all that you hear me kid?"

Akechi internally rolled his eyes at the accusation but refrained from saying anything back. Akechi sent the old man a firm nod and quickly snatched up the key once the man released the key.

"Pay your monthly rent and we will be good. My name is Maito Saski and I'm only down here on weekdays from 8 a.m to 5 p.m." And with that Saski shooed Akechi off with a wave of his hand. Akechi eyed him for a few seconds before turning away from him and headed toward the only elevator in the building from the looks of it. Pressing the third-floor button once he entered the elevator the metal doors closed and a small tune started playing.

The music wasn't really of Akechi's taste, however, Akechi appreciated it just a little bit. The feel of the music reminded him of a certain someone because he had given the same feeling when they first met. Akechi, alone in the elevator, for once in his life smiled a real smile at the thought of the certain person. The smile was quick to fade off his face when the doors opened to the third level. Exiting out of the elevator, Akechi read the room's numbers as he made his way through the hallway. He stopped at the fourth door on the right and inserted the key into the knob unlocking the door.

Compared to his previous apartment this wasn't as open and luxurious but Akechi found he didn't care. The living room was small and connected to the kitchen and a small hallway that had the bathroom and his bedroom door connected across from each other. It was fully furnished to Akechi's relief with a couch, coffee table, kitchen electronics, and most likely a bed in his bedroom. Looking around the apartment, Akechi's eyes spotted a folded letter sitting on the coffee table.

Akechi hesitated in heading over and picking up the letter but ultimately, decided it probably wouldn't hurt him. Closing the door behind him, he set aside his luggage and sat on the couch, and opened the letter neatly. He instantly began reading the letter.

Congratulations Akechi Goro!We are excited to officially meet you and welcome you to Gekkoukan High School! We hope that you will find everything to your liking and would like to inform you that school officially starts for you; tomorrow! Please be sure you have everything you need for school and please do focus on your studies more than your detective work. Thank you for choosing Gekkoukan High School!"

Akechi blinked in shock at the new information of him still holding his detective status. He assumed he was not a detective when he first woke up where he was but it appears he was wrong.

Akechi could work with this. Definitely.