Kanta walked out of the fourth grade and walked down the street. He was whistling to himself quietly. Finally he could get out of the class and into his world. Well, not "Technically HIS world" but his world that he loved to be in. He could be himself... he could be his persona. As Kanta, he couldn't be himself. As Shiro, he could actually be cool.
"Yeah, lets do this." he said as he strolled down the street.