"Hey, your Keith right?" I looked up from my home work to see a teen almost man standing before me in a cadet uniform with four stripes on his shoulders. A senor. He had black hair cut to an almost firm uniform cut with a small tuff of hair. He was innocent that much was obvious in his eyes. Large shoulders and a lackey frame to a rather strong build.
"What do you want, I'm busy." I snapped looking back down to my homework. Another manuel thanks to the idiot cargo pilot we had to go through. Highlighting just what maneuvers we could do and how to judge if we could safely make it through a small space. Okay. MAybe the safety part had a little bit of me thrown in, but I had crashed only once. It's not my fault my flight crew had week stomachs.
"I'm your new mentor," He said. My brain stopped short and I could feel ghost stirring in panic in my bag.
"Mentor, what the fuck are you talking about.," I hissed shutting my book with an audible snap.
"SHHHHHHH!" The librarian hissed. I sent her a glare before pinning my glare on this 'Shiro' who was now smiling nervously. His books tucked under his left arm. His right scratching the back of his neck.
"Well there was a request from your guardian, here I have the paper work." Reaching down to one of his books and pulling out a folder. Which I promptly snatch.
"Hey!"
"SHHHHHHHH"
"Sorry," He said meekly before looking down at me as I thumbed the files. Pulling out the one labeled Mentor. Took it and handed the folder back to him as I read the documents. Fucking hell this was basically asking for a glorified babysitter and tutor. All with Devrim's fucking signature. I hit my head on the table. The fucking idiot.
"I'm going to murder him." I grumble. Not trying to stop Shiro as he took back the papers.
"UM, murder is hardly appropriate."
"Hush cinnamon roll, I am trying to figure out if I should steal his sniper." I huffed setting my chin on the table.
"WHAT!?"
"THIS IS A LIBRARY! SHHHHHHHHHHHSH!"