Will sat silently in the cafeteria, picking the skin on his fingers as he stared straight ahead. Experiments, they were. Locked up in a strange place, no way to escape, every attempt at defiance met with horrible punishments that left deep emotional and physical scars.

He was staring at someone, completely ignoring the other test subjects that sat around him. Despite being a social butterfly, there was only one presence that made his heart stall.

A presence that made him want to seek warmth. To find 'normalcy', live somewhere with younger versions of themselves.

Which was way easier said — or rather, thought — than done.