[YOU’RE 6TH GRADER LEADER]

Taka is in his room, gently flicking his fingers at his guitar he’s been having for almost a few years. He was humming quietly…angelically almost.

You wanted to go hang out with him so you went to his room.

As you turned on the knob and opened the door, Taka slowly faces towards you. “Oh, hello there…do you need something?” Taka spoke in a calming, Chinese accent. Not like your dad has the balls to be THIS calm and quiet.