Kuroh stormed up to Nezumi and jabbed him in the chest.

"Woah, you look just like me!" Nezumi stared at the other.

Kuroh, however, was not amused at all. "Hey, Sneezumi."

"W- what?! Sneezumi? The fuck, man-"

The man from K jabbed the other again. "Guess what, Nezimu?"

"W- what?"

"I called." He paused dramatically. "I want my hair back."

"Wait-"

"And don't let your little Shion Lebouf copy Shiro's hair either or I'll be back."

"Huh-"

"You watch yourself, Neighzumi. You watch yourself."

The grey-eyed West Block resident pulled out a red wig and put it on. "What hair? See this? I am wig. It's fabulous, I know. I am do the redhead thing. Goodbye, Kuroh... Um... Kairoh..."

"You suck."

"AND YOU SWALLOW, BITCH!"

Kuroh stared silently as a tear slid down his cheek. "I just wanted my hair back..."