Sitting on the floor in his room and twisting a strand of white hair between his fingers, Near quickly rearranged of the cubes, building a high structure out of them. In this room of the orphanage for intellectually gifted children, everything was filled with toys: puzzles, skyscrapers made of Lego, Rubik's cubes... Near's face was expressionless and behind, he did not even turn his gaze to you when you entered the room.

"Hello."

He said as he continued to do what he was doing.