Children From The Future!?

3. Anxiety

          I was running to the office, almost tripping over my feet, after that strange incident with those (adorable) teens. 

           'Who were those people and why did some of them have same accessories and looks as us in the Armed Detective agency??' Thoughts are running through my mind, anxiety and panic rising in my stomach. I think back to what those people were wearing and reflect on what were the uncanny resemble that they had and what some of the members in the Armed Detective Agency or Port Mafia have. 

           'The first resemblance I noticed was that girl with purple, red streaked hair had a butterfly clip on the right side of her head, the same exact shiny, yellow butterfly clip Yosano-sensei has. Now that I look back she also has the same kind of hair style as Yosano-sensei too except a bit more longer in length. The second resemblance I saw was the girl that apologized to me had the same coat as Akutagawa. Although I doubt he gave a kid his coat that manifests his ability so it might be a crazy coincidence but I don't think I can say the same thing for that cold boy I accidentally crashed into. The boy with brown hair that I bumped into looked exactly like Dazai-san except what I would interpret he would look like younger; same face shape, messy hair, and pure white bandages covering him from the neck and down like another layer of skin. That boy was an exact replica of Dazai-san but with pretty blue, eyes. His friend with the braid (Odasaku) has the same replica coat that Dazai-san as well, the same tan color with ribbon like fabric hanging off in the back and the sleeves rolled up to their elbows. I'm starting to think these are all not just crazy coincidences..' 

           I snapped out of my train of thought realizing I was already in front of the door to the ADA. 'Was I really spaced out that much?'

           I shakes my head furiously, 'That was all probably just a coincidence, yeah just a coincidence! I should stop over thinking this way too much than necessary and start doing my work. My break was probably over a few minutes ago anyways.' I open the door and immediately rush to my desk to sit down, looking at the amount of paperwork sitting on my desk, sourly. Some, well most of the papers belonging to Dazai-san's. (Being the bastard he is)

           I let out a small sign. 'I should start working..' 

           This is going to be a long day..

            I start working but eventually I couldn't concentrate any longer because of the thoughts I have about the children and the pooling anxiety and doubt swelling up inside my gut. 'Who are they? What if their going to be a threat to the Armed Detective Agency soon! Whats their purpose? How did they get Yosano-sensei's golden hairclip and Dazai-san's tan trench coat? Why do they look so familiar to me?!' Whos, whats, whens, wheres, whys, ifs, ands, ors, and buts fill my mind. 'I'm probably just over thinking this. It was all just a coincidence,' I repeat in my head again and again to try and give me any type of comfort. It didn't work. (I mean it was worth a shot)

           'Wait.. I didn't get their name! That's what detectives ask when someone is being suspicious, right? So they could track them or search them up in the records to find more information about them (idk if this is actually true or not). I'm so stupid, I failed to be a detective. That's what detectives do for heavens sake! I shouldn't have forgotten. I'm such a disappointment..'

         "What are your thinking about Atsushi-kun?" 

           I jump 2 inches in the air, frightened. (Cat vibes) "EHHHH!!" 

           I look over to where the voice was coming from; the right and see Dazai-san standing their with his head tilted slightly, indicating he is curious. I sigh in relief.