Chapter 6: ???

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"Im sitting here in a boring room. Its just another rainy Sunday afternoon; I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do. Im hanging around , I'm waiting for you, and nothing happens-- so I wonder.."

The popular song chimed , the cheery tune drifted around the messy room. A bow with messy blonde hair scooted across the floor singing along to the song using a sucker stick as a mic.

He had unkempt socks, mismatched and one to large and balled up around his ankle, his school uniform jacket unbuttoned and hanging lazily off one of shoulder, a white button up decorated by pins.

He hummed singing along jumping on one foot and dancing in a mind numbing manner. As he wander dances he kicks a pile of papers and files . As they scatter madden scribbles laced them, newspapers about missing students mixing with paper charms.

The behavior was enough for anyone to consider this boy mad, the room and the appearance was enough to make anyone question his sanity. As the song finally comes to a conclusion he jumps into a spinning chair propping up his feet onto a name tag and papers.

He notices a light button and presses it a click unlocking the door to the room. "Sir..?" Smiling he pulls his feet back from the desk crossing them and tucking them under his rear. "Oh please, its Kirem! No need to be so formal" he cooed flicking the suckers stick into the trash beside her head.

Song: Lemon Tree (Fools Garden)

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