The sound of brats running about the room; crying obnoxiously and the never-ending questions about having to go piss.
A sigh escaped his lips as he sat back in his chair. He was in a room filled with little brats and people who tend to their every need. Now, if he were in charge, all these kids would be in order and cleaning this shit-stained classroom. Everything about this room pissed him off.
Paint all over the walls, paper and food scraps everywhere, and junk thrown roundabout the room. So.. This was the Milicare, huh? Not what he was expecting considering the shitty name they came up with. Petra mentioned the name, and thought of children being disciplined was in order. But this.. This was more than the opposite of what he thought.
Crossing a leg over the other, brows creasing, he spared a glance toward the children once more. It wasn't like he could leave now..
Eyes shifting toward the group of teens gathered at the front, he noticed the sudden silence that fell in the room. The kids responded just as he imagined: shutting up as soon as some strangers get into their territory.
"A-ah, uh.. Well, my name is Petra! I hope we can get along!"
"Eld."
"My name is Gunther."
"Hmph. Olou." A quiet scoff could be heard from this bastard's mouth as he turned his head from the kids.
"..." Gaze was turned toward himself as the other introduced themselves. Were they expecting some kind of introduction?
"...Levi."
As soon as his own name escaped his mouth, the eyes of the many children that filled the room glistened and gleamed. In particular, one little scruffy-looking kid looked the most interested.
The man who stood in the back seemed to glitter after hearing each and every one of them speak aloud for the first time.
"Thank you for the introductions everyone. I would like to welcome all of you to Milicare's room 104!"