The walk from the school campus to his hostel was barely five minutes long, but as Nero took slow, wobbling steps he suddenly regretted training to such an extent. The simple walk turned into an entire ordeal for him. He pretended to saunter along, but his sweat drenched clothes were a clear indicator of his condition at the moment.
The only redeeming part of the walk was that Nero had become immune to the cold, so the chilly wind did not affect him even in his condition. It was a good thing too, or he'd be suffering from a cold the next day.
Eventually, though, he made it, and felt immensely grateful that his apartment was on the first floor because he was not looking forward to climbing many stairs. Before heading towards his apartment, however, he took out his keys and checked the apartment mailbox.