Entry 33-Jr.
Just look at him. So young. So carefree. Everything I'm not. Maybe that's why we don't seem to get along well in each other's presence. The brazen fool thinks he can go through his entire life shooting guns and showing off—and that isn't hard to do. It doesn't take much for him to steal everyone's attention. Just walk into a room. "Good Morning, Little Master" "What do you want us to do, Little Master?" "Little Master, are you alright?"
Well, why not? He is the captain of the Durandal. Why shouldn't people pay more attention than what is necessary to him? Why shouldn't MOMO be attracted by such a personality? He brightens people's moods supposedly. His leadership is superb, so others say. And he's an adult, so he claims.
He claims to be in so much pain. He claims to have a tragic history—oh wouldn't MOMO be so lucky. Now she can pity him. Now she can find a reason to be around him more often. Now everyone thinks he's so hardened and has so much experience and wisdom because he's been through so much. They think he's perfect. He's experienced loss, he's charismatic, he's charming, he's young, and—well he's not me.