Levi didn't wait long. The secretary, a girl who looked no older than thirteen or fourteen, appeared in front of him with a notepad.
"Please, Mister, fill in your name here". She said, handing him a pen.
He didn't comment on her age, not wanting to seem rude. He quickly wrote down his fake name, age, and state of origin, a background story he had already prepared.
The secretary left, and Levi leaned his head back against the wall, taking in the quiet environment. Before he knew it, he drifted off to sleep.
A few minutes later, a commotion woke him up.
The previously sparse reception area had suddenly become more crowded. Apart from Levi and the two individuals who looked like siblings, a new group had arrived.
Sitting near Levi was a middle-aged man in a suit, his head resting against the wall. Directly in front of the pair who seemed like siblings were three individuals who looked like delinquents— two boys and a girl. They were the source of the noise.
