Ranpo pov.

you never had any pictures of your childhood, since you had no one to take them with you. Of course, there was one photo album, but they were pictures you were forced to take before your mom died and some were of school talent shows. you thought you didn't need to show anyone those photos, so when you were told to bring a childhood photo of you, you reacted as if you had just been hit by a bus. You brought a simple picture of yourself holding a trophy, and stuffed it in your pocket, you didn't want anyone to see. The office was busy, paperwork and pens flying everywhere and as usual, Kunikida was scolding dazai.