Wayne's POV

I can't believe I just walked into a room with a CRIMINAL, what was I thinking?! Oh yeah, I had to do some sort of therapy session with him. The officer asked my name so of course I had to tell her; it was polite after all. "Hello Wayne, this is Kelan Simon. Kelan, Wayne is going to be your therapist for a year or so. I am going to retrieve that book all right? There are officers outside the door so don't even try to escape Kel." She replied and walked out of the room.

I looked over at Kelan. He had messy fair hair and tan skin, scars on his face, one-eyed blind I think, and the other eye was crystal blue, he wore pure black clothing. We stared at each other for a while because of awkward silence.

"What?" the boy- I mean Kelan asked.

"I-nothing, so uh how's your day?" I stuttered.

"It's ok." He replied.

"Uh that's good" I answered.

I didn't know what to say, for some reason I just couldn't think well today. MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE I'M IN A ROOM WITH A CRIMINAL?! WHY DID I VOLENTER FOR THIS TASK?!