"....."
He nodded
-6 years later-
Nico was hiding in one of the classrooms drawing. He was CONSTANTLY getting picked on by the bigger and stronger kids, so hiding in empty classrooms was the only way he knew how to deal with them. At least in there they hopefully wouldn't find him-although even then it wasn't a guarantee. He was drawing beautiful flowers and butterflies and moths all over the whiteboard, making it look like an enchanted meadow you could step into-
