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05-11-2009, 03:02 AM
Verse 1 : My name
"Ah, it's time for me to go to that school, again."
A body of a man can be seen, his lower part covered with a cream-colored towel, and his back can only be seen. He opened his tall cabinet, and then bended down, and removed the towel. He was wearing white slacks, then he grabbed his sleeveless undershirt hanged by the cabinet. He sat down by his bed just beside the cabinet, and wore his undershirt, he had blue eyes, kinda sharp too, and his hair wet, falling down his face, those of short length. He looked at the cabinet where a mirror laid on its door, and then he took a small round container by the drawer next to his bed, and opened it, grabbed some liquid-like substance and applied it on his hair, styled the blonde hair spiky, but with some short hairs down in front of his eyes. After styling his hair, he went back to the cabinet, and also took a hooded brown jacket, and wore it on top of his undershirt. He wore the hood down, and took a smal pouch of bag, wore it to his left side of the slacks and tied it with his belt. Having it hid under his jacket, he closed the maple cabinet and walked towards the door, opened it and went out. He was in the second floor of an apartment of the suburbs of Stockholm, in Sweden. It is a city built on top of the islands in the waters, with bridges connecting the sections of the capital of the country.
Walking through the wide streets of Stockholm, busy people roam the street, and a medium traffic of vehicles, and it was a very sunny day. While the young man walked through the streets, he noticed a child crying. He walked up to the child by making his way through the traffic, and asked him, "Are you okay, kid?", the child made no reply, and continued crying. The young man reached out to his pockets, and gave a pair of sweet candies to the child, "Here, help yourself. It's all I've got.", then he stood up, and before he can walk away from the child, a voice asked him from behind, "What is your name?", Miguel didn't bother to look back, but he answered, "Miguel. Miguel Klein. It's not that important, so I'll be going off. Kid, if you lost your way, go the police station to the left side of the street."
Miguel made his way to a huge building, several stories tall with the color of maroon around it, and looked pretty nice and well-maintained.
It was the Royal Institute of Technology, with several thousand students enrolled in the school. Miguel was studying there, through the help of his relatives also living in Stockholm.
After class, Miguel was met by a female professor, and then glared at him seriously in the eye, "The time has come for you to open your eyes, Miguel.", then with those words, the woman left, and had Miguel thinking, "Whatever it is, it's none of my concern..."
The young man walked the same way back to his home like last time, and saw a man standing in the place of the kid he had seen before.
Miguel didn't mind the strange-looking man, he walked past him. But his right arm was held by the man, pretty tight, and whispered to him, "You... What's your name?", Miguel refused to answer, and looked at the stranger in the face with an annoyed look, "Let me go. Or ELSE."
The man wearing somewhat like a cult black dress hooded down and does not reveal his face it seems, didn't let go of Miguel. The mysterious man warned, "Be careful what you say, Miguel Klein."
Miguel was surprised at the moment the man said his name for he didn't even mention his name. Miguel didn't even bother to ask the man
who he was, and just forcefully removed his arm from the man's grip, and walked away. The mysterious man shouted, "Look after yourself, lad! Your days are numbered in this world..."
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