11:49 AM It's your first day as a trainee, so you find yourself wandering around, being quite lost a few times. This time you have found yourself by the individual practice rooms, entranced by a voice. You don't know how long you've been starring at the door, that hides the owner of the voice, but you do know that you want the ground to swallow you the moment a boy opens the door and crashes into you. You whisper out a tiny: "Sorry." But he cuts you off as if he didn't hear you. "Oh, you must be the new trainee. You seem lost, so let me show you around. I'm MK, and your name is?"








