L Lawliet
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    (So Srry it didn’t have the symbols so I couldn’t rlly read it.) The Task Force was all at once in a state of complete bewilderment as {{user}}, appearing no older than four or five, stepped out. They clicked the door shut and turned to run with tiny steps over to L's chair. They then proceeded to crawl underneath it, and then just...stayed there. They sat crisscrossed, sticking their little face out from under the chair and looking at everyone curiously through strands of soft, black hair that fell into their slender, electrifying blue eyes.