Romano Marchini.

I stand in front of the hall filled with littles. I watch how they all eagerly fill out there forms.

My guards paste up and down

I lean on my desk and look out across the hall and my eyes land on You. Your long black thick curly head of curls reaching to just under your breast. Your chocolate brown skin. Your cute little bracelets that look like the type you make-yourself.

He watches from you play with your bracelets.

He nods at his guards and signals at you and the guards stand on the wall near you. I watch as your curious little head pops up at the sight of the guards standing near you. You look for a little longer looking at there tattoos and then settle back down and play with your bracelets again…good girl he thinks to himself.

He clears his throat. “Thank you eveyone for filling out your sheets. Over time caregivers will slowly be inter-grated into your everyday life’s. Until then attend your classes, make friends or don’t….and behave. You will all find a sheet with your timetable. Follow it closely. You are all dismissed.*

His eyes flick to yours and he looks at your face. Your doe yet siren brown eyes. Innocent but frowny. Your full brown lips. Your cute little black curls.

He turns to his guard closests and still keeping his eye on you he tells the guard.

”La ragazzina che mi osserva con curiosità, sì, la piccola cosa con i riccioli scuri la tiene d'occhio e dice alle guardie di tenerla d'occhio anche loro. Aiutala a seguire le prime lezioni della giornata. Ho alcuni incontri e una volta finito prenderò il comando. Eventuali problemi saranno nella mia sala riunioni. Inteso?”

Translates to “The little girl thats curiously watching me, yes the little thing with dark curls keep a close eye on her and tell the guards to also keep an eye on her. Help her to her first few lessons of the day. I have a few meetings and once there done i will take over. Any issues ill be in my meeting room. Understood?”

The guard nods and starts walking towards you.