Literary Obsessions

[Raziel Kim]

Raziel Kim, a young boy of a mere age of eleven, stepped into the library and peeked around. Truthfully, there was almost no one there. Gracefully he loped through the tall double doors, hearing them click shut behind him. He shimmed a little in a half-dance of excitement and stepped quickly, his eyes skimming over titles and authors. Literature truly is an amazing invention. Though, technically it's not an invention. It's been there for a rather long time, from the beginning. So, do he honestly have the right to call it an invention? Or, perhaps should he call it a miracle? He scoped the shelves of the library, delving into the essence of the pure aura around him. Places like these are so tranquil...so, as he have said, amazing. He scarcely touched the bindings edge with his fingertips as he approached a rather tall shelf structure. He could not bring myself to disturb the presence about it, a presence that has rested for as long as it had been put on that shelf.

He took the books that interest him the most, and flamboyantly search a spot for himself. But instead of sitting on a chair like the other occupants did, he found himself a comfortable place on in the corner, just right below the window ledge where the sun shines through. Stacks and stacks of books pile around him, all on different subjects by different authors from different times and different places. He loved it. Being around the one's that control his life, his being. He loves being around these small bound leather books, which hold an indescribable amount of information. Honestly, it excites him. Whenever he pick up something new, he's indulging himself in a new world that he never would have thought of. He is reliving the past, present, and future. He allow himself to be placed in another person's shoes. Information sits in these pages that he couldn't even come to imagine. While others are outside, ignorant to the world that sits within these walls, he live in the tongue of old and new. He is himself, free and untamed, as he skip word from word, his eyes darting to each new sentence, willing to read from front to back. He never put down a book, good or bad, for it is his duty to finish what he once started. Never will he put down a book without completing it, no matter how bad it may be. He paused for a second, one hand digging into his pocket to take out some sweets that he had sneaked out earlier. He didn't particularly paid any attention to the world around him. He was different. And not just because of the way he looked or acted.He wasn't trying to be different, no. He didn't act in that desperate teenage way where they flaunt their faults for sympathy and attention. No, he simply stewed in his dissimilarity, simply sitting with his books in his corner, whittling away at time. He didn't want to be noticed. He simply wanted to exist inside his novels. ​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

Conan had just woken up from his afternoon nap and had gotten ready to go to the library. He brought the mystery novel he had brought to school and set off for the library. Once in the library, Conan felt a sense of relief and happiness. Libraries has always been Conan's heaven on Earth, it is where he enjoys himself and can find peace. Conan has always have had a love for book. Books for mythologies, books for mysteries, books for horror. He doesn't care, as long as he can read. Even though he had brought his own book, Conan had wanted to read something else, and he did. He found an interesting book on History and was willing to read it. Conan never felt comfortable reading while sitting on a chair, he always felt like he needed to read where he could sit on the floor between two shelves of books. As he approached his usual spot, he saw a boy about the same age as him. Not wanting to be rude, but still wanting to be in his usual place, he approached the boy and said, "Excuse me, do you mind if I stay here with you. I'm Conan, by the way. Edogawa, Conan. First year from Hufflepuff." Although he didn't know how the boy would react, he extended his arm and hoped the boy would shake his hand and let him stay.

 

[Raziel Kim]

Raziel continued to eat the sweets that he had brought along with them. He wasn't sure whether they were forbidden inside the library, but then again, even if they are, he need not care. It's not that he was a rule breaker, it was just that sweets help him think. And of course, he have this obvious fondness of it. Never will he go anywhere without a candy stuffed in his pockets. His eyes continued to scan the book that he was reading, flipping the pages using his index finger and his thumb only, surely, a weird way to pick things up. There are a number of things that could be said about him, but all of these would sum up into three small words, smart, but odd. He paid no heed about these though, as he was perfectly fine with being who he is, and he sees no reason for him to be normal just like anybody else. It would be boring after all, if he was just like them.

His moment of being alone was soon interrupted by someone's voice. He didn't look up right away, dwindling too far in his thoughts to understand what the person had said. He didn't answer. He turned another page. He continued to read, but then, realization hit him that the boy was actually talking to him, and it would just be rude to not respond at all. "Just sit, just sit, I really don't mind." Four spindly fingers came together and two halves of a book met and the boy daintily placed it on top of a teetering tower of other hardbacks. "I'm Raziel by the way, but people call me Ciel...nice to meet you Conan." His voice came out as a whisper, but as cheery smile appeared on his previously impassive face. Curiously looking at the person in front of him, as if examining closely the intention of the said person for approaching him. "First year too?" A question was then thrown as he placed his magnolia fingers on his kneecaps. They were up by his chin, his thighs pressed against his stomach and chest. He was curled up, sharing part of his weight with the wall behind him while concentrating the bulk of in on his rear. ​

 

[Ai Nightray]

Conan was glad that the boy had permitted him to stay. He sat on the floor and started reading his book. The boy, introduced himself as Raziel, "Nice to meet you too, Raziel. Or would you rather want me to call you Ciel?" he said. Conan was someone who wanted others to be comfortable around him. He didn't want other to be uncomfortable so he always asks what others prefer at times. But, the decision was still up to him. Conan came to realization from his thoughts when Raziel had asked him if he was a first year too. "Yes, I am. Too? So, that means you're also a first year, right?" Conan guessed and waited for Raziel's reply.

Out of Character:

Sorry for the wrong character.

 

[Raziel Kim]

Raziel was too busy analyzing the boy in front of him to even answer the question that had just been asked. He continued to stare, his eyes trained on the person as if he was a predator watching his prey. He tapped his fingers simultaneously on his kneecaps. He was curious, oh so very curious at the boy who had just talked to him. Some people say that he was weird, and his parents would often tell him to stop his habit of staring on other people as it makes them uncomfortable, nevertheless, he still couldn't help it. He finds people to be very interesting. Their facial expressions, the way they talk, the way they act, he could memorize them all by simply watching. He was amazed by this wonder that goes by the name of human. He just love them the same way that he love his books. Yes, he was odd indeed, but he didn't mind it. "I don't mind, names are just names. You can call me whatever you want to. Even oddball, weird, queer, strange, I don't mind really." He smiled once more, he was happy. Happy that someone had finally talked to him. Not that he wasn't happy with the books that surrounded him, but having another person there was just like a bit of fresh air to him.

He bounced his head in affirmation when the other boy asked him about his year. Yes, he was a first year too. A first year even though his frame and his physical appearance doesn't look like it. He's skinny, and his messy hair gives him the appearance of a much more younger kid. A baby face as what his mother would tell him whenever she would squeeze his cheeks. "I like yellow...do you love yellow too?" He asked, pertaining at the color that represents the other boy's house. A hufflepuff as what he had just said. "I'm a Ravenclaw, I'm blue, but those yellow people are really nice too..." He continued, smiling once more at the other kid, his eyes suddenly closing on the book at the boy's hand. "What are you reading?"​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

Conan was curious and a bit freaked out on the reason why the boy named Raziel kept on staring at him. It made him feel uneasy and wondered at what the boy was staring at that it looked like that he didn't even here his question. "Okay, I'll just call you, Raziel then," Conan told him. Conan sat on the floor and leaned slightly on the bookshelf. He was taken by surprise at the sudden comment of Raziel stating that he likes yellow. "Yeah, I like yellow. But, I prefer red or blue more." he replied. Conan was a bit happy when Raziel said that the yellow people or the Hufflepuffs are nice. "Uhm. These?" he said holding up the book that he had brought from his room and the one he picked up on one of the shelves. "Heroes, Gods and Monsters of the Greek Myths and Terror and Consent: The Wars for the Twenty-First Century." he replied. "How about you?" Conan asked in return and waited for Raziel's reply.

 

[Raziel Kim]

Raziel knew that the other boy felt quite uneasy with his actions. Who wouldn't? After all, it's not normal to just stare at someone else right? Such reaction from the boy who goes by the name of Conan is something that he always gets. He didn't mind though, he was happy for who he is, despite that he was albeit a little different from other people. It was not like he was trying so hard to be different though, he was just born just like that. "But I like yellow..." He commented once more, eyes now locked at the crest of the other boy's house. He loves the color yellow as it seems so vibrant, so full of life. "Would you like to exchange with me then? I like blue too, but I love yellow more." He said eagerly, as if what he had just said was entirely possible, which in fact, is not. He loves being a Ravenclaw as the house was full of books, but he was more interested about the life of yellow people as he call them. "You don't like green then?" It was an innocent question. The boy said that he prefers to be on the red house or in the blue house, he never did mention about the green one, and Raziel, being the curious person that he is, had decided to pick on the topic.

"Curious, so very curious.." His eyes were now on the book that Conan had just shown him. He was really interested about the title, it';s something that he haven't read after all. Though he had been one to read books most of the time, he haven't come across the book that the boy had just mention. His obsession with literary was showing up once more. He wanted to read it too. He wanted to read it so much. "Which one are you pertaining to?" He then gestured to all the books piled up around him, the hard bound ones and the softbound ones. Some of the books were centuries old already and he love reading it. It brings him to a space that is different from where he is now. It's like traveling in different worlds, something that amazes him so much. ​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

Conan listened on how the boy named Raziel commented that he liked yellow, meaning the yellow house, Hufflepuff. Conan liked his house too, but he finds it interesting to be in either Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. It also might not be a bad idea to be on Slytherin. He was caught by surprised by the sudden question of the boy. Raziel was asking him to exchange. Conan laughed the thought of it, "I like blue, too. But, my sister is yellow. I can't just leave her alone, can I?" he said as he flashed a smile at the boy. Raziel had also asked Conan if he didn't like green and he answered, "Ah. I indeed find Slytherin interesting, but, I am more interested in Gryffindor and Ravenclaw." he explained. Conan watched as his new companion stared at the book he was holding. "I can let you read either of them," he offered. He looked at the pile of books surrounding the boy and wondered if the boy had read it all. "Uhm. How about the one you were reading before I talked to you?" he asked. The boy must have liked reading so much because of the pile of books surrounding him, so Conan got a little bit interested in him and wanted to be the boy's friend.

 

[Raziel Kim]

The young boy's smile dropped as he heard the other boy laugh. No, it was not because he was offended by the act, because he had been far too used to it, but rather, it was because he found it to be quite amusing and confusing as well. He was telling the truth and he really meant the offer. He wanted to experience what it's like to belong in the yellow house, the yellow people seemed to be so warm and inviting, and he wanted to feel it too. Of course, the blue people are as warm as well, but he' definitely interested with the other house. Like the red ones, he had been on the same class as them before, and they seemed to be quite amusing as well. He hadn't met any green people just yet, but surely, they must be full of surprises too, right? "You have a sister? I have too.. three older ones." His voice was flat as he tilted his head a little to the side, like a little kid looking the boy in curiosity. He wondered how his sister looks like, will he look like her then?

Raziel blinked his eyes a few times at the other boy's offer. Would he really be willing to let him read it? Was he hearing him right? "Really? i can?" He said in excitement, in a way that a 3 year old kid would do once his parents told him that they'll be going to an amusement park. The thought of reading excites the young boy, and the thought of learning new things brought a smile on his face. "Premature Burial..that's the title of it." His attention was then turned to the book that he had just closed a few minutes ago. It was a book written by a muggle, but it sure is interesting. Talking about someone's fears as he had been buried alive. It sent chills to his spine, but it was a really really great book.

"Do you love riddles Conan?" This question came out of the blue. Raziel loves brain teasers and questions which really stimulates one's mind. He loves thinking, loves everything that has to do with it. Aside from reading, eating sweets and observing every creature in existence, solving riddles is one of Raziel's past times too. And right now, he wanted to see if this other boy is interested with the said thing just like he is. If he is, then, the boy had definitely moved up on his ranks of most interesting people that he had met. ​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

Conan wasn't surprised when Raziel had asked if he indeed had a sister, "Yeah, I do. She's my twin. You have three older ones? Are you the youngest?" he asked curiously. A lot of people were always surprised to know that he had a sister which had also been his twin, no less. A lot kept on asking him, he kept on answering, and others kept on being surprised. Conan found it a bit interesting that the boy really wanted to read the book he was holding. But then again, Conan had meant what he said, "Yeah, of course you can," he said as he handed the book to the boy. "Premature Burial? Okay." he said. Conan didn't know how to react since the title had freaked him out a bit. Conan was taken by surprise that Raziel had asked if he loved riddles. "Yeah, I do. Do you?" he asked. Conan liked to solve riddles and he wondered if the boy he just met was interested in them too.

 

[Raziel Kim]

An innocent smile appeared on the young boy's face as he looked innocently ta the other boy. He was curious, definitely curious indeed at this said sister of his. There is also a twin in their family, and they greatly look like each other, he wonders if Conan's twin looked exactly like him. If she did, then it would really be fun to meet her too, after all, it's like meeting a gender bend version of the said boy. "I'm the youngest, my oldest sisters are twins too.." The statement came out a little dreamy as he pictured out in his mind how the said boy's twin would look like. A long haired version of Conan probably, a bit skinnier and a bit softer features. "Can I meet your twin?" He then asked out of the blue, deep black eyes locked at the other boy's. He was excited, definitely excited.

"Would you like to read it? It's interesting, it's like putting yourself in the shoes of the person who is being buried in the ground while still breathing..." Raziel had no idea how this thought of his affects other people. People fears death, and surely, being buried even before you die must be the scariest thought ever. But for him, it's not. Reading the book lets him experience the feeling that the main character felt as he watched himself being entombed by someone whom he had thought to be his friend. Scary indeed, but interesting too.

Raziel smiled like a little kid when he learned that the boy indeed love riddles the same way that he did. It would be fun, really fun indeed as he haven't met any one else who shares this interest of his. "Then Conan, can you answer this question? If you will, I'll share my chocolates with you." He said like a little child bribing an adult. "One plus One equals three, two plus two equals fours, four plus four equals five, and five plus five equals three... then what is three plus three?" He was excited, no one else had answered this question in such a short period of time. It's a question that makes use of one logic and a bit of creativity as well. It really has nothing to do with arithmetic at all, it's logic, only logic indeed.​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

"I see, so you have twins in you're family, too." he said as Raziel told him that his older sisters were twins. When the boy had asked if he could meet Conan's twin, Conan nodded his head in agreement and said, "Yes, you can." A lot of people wanted to meet his twin, and he wasn't new to that. Raziel had offered Conan the book but he wasn't interested so he shook his head and said, "No, thanks." Conan freaked out at the title and didn't want to read it. He might be interested in a lot of books but a book about getting buried alive was not in his liking at all. When Raziel had given him a riddle, it made Conan think a lot. He hadn't heard of the said riddle and he didn't have any idea at all. A few minutes later of hard thinking, Conan still couldn't formulate a very sure answer, but he did have an idea. Although he wasn't very sure he gave his guess, "Is it three? I'm wrong, aren't I?" he really had no idea if his guess would hit the mark or not.

 

[Raziel Kim]

Raziel nodded in his head to affirm the other boy's statement. Yes, they indeed have twins in their family too, and it was quite amusing in fact. He loves watching these twin sisters of his, how they would smile, they laugh, or how their face would show an angry expression. People finds it hard to tell them apart, but not Raziel, due to him watching them everyday, he was able to tell who is who exactly, something which his sisters would often praise him for. "Does she have a unique name too? Conan's an interesting name. It's like the name of that author who wrote a mystery book which featured a detective, am I right?" As he loves to read during his free time, and as he doesn't really have a lot of people whom he could hang out with or play with, Raziel had memorized almost every book that he had been able to set his hands on. And the hufflepuff's name surely rings a bell in his mind. It was amusing really. How everyone in the school had interesting and unique set of names, there was this professor whose name he really likes too. "I don't mind my name though, Raziel's fine, but my surname is pretty ordinary." He continued as if he was talking to himself only, pouting a little at the mention of his said ordinary name. He wanted to have a more unique name, like Ryuugamine or something, a name that would really fit this odd personality of his.

Raziel watched intently as the yellow boy thought hard on the riddle that he had just thrown at him. It was amusing, his thinking face is. Raziel loves watching people, it was an obvious fact, a fact that is as obvious as his addiction to sweet and his odd actions. When the yellow boy stated his answer, Raziel cannot help but to clap his hands in amazement. It was the first time that someone got it right, though, he wasn't sure if it was just luck or the boy indeed know it. "Correct!" He said albeit too happily as he gestured as if he was throwing confetti at the other boy. "Explain?" He wanted to make sure that the yellow guy had indeed understand the logic behind the riddle. It's interesting, really interesting indeed. The impassiveness and the flat expressions that the young ravenclaw wore earlier had instantly disappeared at this new found entertainment. Thought about the books around him left forgotten, Raziel trained his deep black eyes at this being that had recently caught his attention. ​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

Conan nearly laughed at the statement of a boy. Conan now really had an interest on the boy, only a few could distinguish where his name was derived from. He knew that the boy was really knowledgeable not to be underestimated. "Yes, from Arthur Conan Doyle. The author of the stories about Sherlock Holmes. I wonder if my sister's name name is unique. Well, her name is Ai. Can you guess what it means?" he asked. He wanted to test the broadness of the boy's knowledge. "Well, Raziel is a fine name. Do you like to keep secrets, Raziel?" he asked. Conan had remembered something about the boy's name and wanted to find out if the name was indeed suitable for the boy. Conan was glad to know that his guess was right. But, his guess wasn't just from nowhere. He had a pretty good idea on how it came to be. "Well, first things first, the sum you gave wasn't the actual sum for each of the problems. If you give each sum it would be: two, four, eight and ten, respectively. While the ones you gave were: three, four, five and three, respectively. Well, if you compare, the answers you gave were each equal to the number of letters that spell out the actual sum. Therefore, if three plus three is really equal to six, six has three letters. That means, the answer to the riddle is three." he explained in a very long manner. He was quite embarrassed in the length of explanation so he apologized, "Sorry for the long length of my explanation." and waited for the Raziel's reaction.

 

[Raziel Kim]

Raziel Kim had now found someone that could give him some entertainment and get him out of this confinement called boredom. No, he was definitely not bored with his books, these literary inventions, after all, are his first friends. Raziel is different from other people, and because he's different, most of the time, people avoid him. He's used to it though, and it's nothing new. But despite those people ignoring him, Raziel is perfectly comfortable with his own shoe, he loves being himself, he's not trying to be different at all, but he wouldn't want to change himself just to get noticed by other people. No, he's perfectly fine with who he is. That is why when this young boy from the yellow house approached him, Raziel was definitely please. And this turned into excitement as he learned more things about the yellow boy. He's quite knowledgeable, so they seemed to run on the same wavelength, though of course, Conan doesn't seemed to be odd just like him. "Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson, and interesting pair of characters indeed." He said absentmindedly before he looked at the other boy's eyes once more. Raziel loves looking people at the eyes whenever he have conversations with them, and because his deep black eyes seemed to look deep into someone's soul, this act of him could be a bit intimidating. But nevertheless, he doesn't stop doing it. Eyes were said to the be the window to one's soul after all, and through doing that, Raziel could have the idea whether someone is honest with him or not. "Ai, can be sorrow, can be love... it's a Japanese name, isn't it?" The yellow boy's sister's name is pretty interesting too, and from his perspective, Raziel could guess that the female twin's name must mean love, after all, who would name her child sorrow, not that he mind though, if he met someone like that, then it would surely be interesting as well. To know the history behind such name. "Secrets.. I can keep secrets, it's not good to spill them out, is it?"

Raziel listened carefully as the boy from the yellow house explained everything. It was really amusing, really amusing indeed. This was the first time that someone had been able to answer the riddle that quickly, and it's the first time that it was not out of luck too. "You're really great Conan!" He was curious, and excited as well. This boy proves to be more and more interesting as time goes by. He'd love to learn more about him. Analyze his ways of speaking and his actions. Read him like a book. Yes, Raziel Kim has indeed this fascination of human beings, and this boy, whose name is Conan Edogawa, is definitely a fine one indeed, a fine human puzzle that he would definitely love to solve. ​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

Conan nodded his head on Raziel's remark about Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson. They were indeed an interesting pair. Conan noticed Raziel looking at his eyes, and Conan didn't even wonder why, all he did was look straight back at the boy's eyes. Conan was now sure that Raziel's knowledge was not to be underestimated. The boy knew a lot of things and he is as knowledgeable as Conan, maybe even more. Conan nodded in agreement on the boy's answer. "Indeed, it does. But, her name is derived from love. It is a Japanese name, after all, we are Japanese," he said as he flashed a little wink on his new friend. Conan finds the name to be suitable for Raziel after all, "Then your name is suitable for you after all. Raziel is a Jewish angel. He is known as the Keeper of Secrets, well, you can also consider the name, Angel of Mysteries," he said. Conan was proud that he got the answer to the riddle right and the explanation, too. Conan shook his head when Raziel told him that he was great, "You're really great as well, Raziel. Maybe even greater," he told Raziel. Conan always meant what he said and this time it was really, really true.

 

[Raziel Kim]

Raziel smiled at the boy from the yellow house. It was a warm smile, smile that shows how happy he was to have met someone that is as interesting and as amusing as him. Raziel had always spent his time watching people, watching them sad, angry, happy, or displeased over such simple things, he watched them act, watch them talk, watch them do silly and unnecessary things. They all interest him, but this boy, Conan Edogawa, interests him even more. It was the sort of interest that is the same with the one that he had with his book. The type where he would like to continue talking to him, despite Raziel not being a really talkative individual. It's the type wherein he would gladly spent his time just watching the boy the same way that he watched the flowers at their backyard back at home. He's amusing, and he's now part of those people that Raziel greatly respects. "My mother's half Japanese." Raziel's full first name was actually Raziel Akira, Akira, meaning intelligent, which greatly suits him it seemed, it was the name that his mother had given him, but he doesn't really use it often, after all, people just call him names that is not even related to his real name, like oddball, queer, and weird. Not that he minded them of course, after all, it's their choice. They can do their worst to him if they dare, if it makes them happy, he doesn't really care.. They can laugh at him all they like, he had no need to justify, cause he is who he is.

"Angel of mysteries sounds good, though, I may not be an angel at all." He said albeit a little too innocently. Raziel may be a smart kid, but he had this certain innocence that makes people think that he's harmless and that he's some frail little doll, frail and delicate, add that to his oddness, and you'll get a kid that has this weird charisma around him. The kind which makes people avoid him yet somehow draws them in. He might indeed be full of mysteries after all. "I'm great? Thank you Conan." Raziel could see that the boy was being honest with this compliment of his, and of that, he was definitely happy. It's not everyday that people compliments him for who he is, sometimes, they tell him that he's pretty, cause somehow, he looks a bit feminine, fault of his older sisters of course, but people telling him that he is great, it's definitely rare. And somehow, it makes him feel important, makes him feel alive. "Can I be Conan's friend?"​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

Conan was only a bit surprised to know that Raziel's mother was half Japanese. After all, Raziel did look Asian. "I see, how about your father's side? If you don't mind me asking of course," he asked curiously. Now, Conan knew that Raziel's mother was half Japanese, he can't help but think on Raziel's father. He wondered if he was Asian too or not. But, no matter what is the bloodline it doesn't make Raziel any less than who he is now. Conan laughed at Raziel's statement that he may not be an angel at all, "You are an angel with a devilish side, ne?" he told Raziel with a smile on his face. He just couldn't get enough with the boy he met at the library. "You're always welcome, Raziel," he replied in the thanks of the boy. Conan was quite surprised at the boy's question asking him to be his friend. Conan pouted his lips and said, "I thought we were already friends. Of course, you can be my friend!" he exclaimed in happiness as he made an interesting new friend.

 

[Raziel Kim]

Raziel looked curiously at the boy. He seemed to be quite interested with his heritage, which, of course, he doesn't mind at all. He was actually quite happy that someone was interested with his family after all, it makes him feel that he is existing in this world. A thought which now brings a small smile in his face. "My father's half Korean" He stated before he tugged on his hair. It was blonde in color, and it is quite long too, reaching almost up to his shoulder, thus giving him a more feminine appearance, which he doesn't really mind at all. Gender does not dominates his personality after all, he's a boy, and no matter what others thinks, it's who he is. And besides, who will he blame for looking a bit androgynous? His parents? Of course not, definitely not. He's happy with the way he looks anyways. "Both parents are part Swedish though, so my hair's like this. My Father's blond, and he doesn't really look like he's a Korean. Maybe all the Asian genes in our DNA are all recessive." He continued flatly, as if such thing was fairly normal. It was true though, despite him having Asian heritage, he has blonde hair. And he's white too, though of course, his eyes were asian looking. He got the best of his parents as what his sisters would often say as the twins looks mostly Asian, and the third female in the family looks western. His family is an interesting bunch of people after all, both physically, as well as their habits.

"I probably am. Who knows? Maybe you should try to solve me then?" This statement came out as an innocent dare as Raziel took a bar of chocolate from his pockets. "I just want to confirm it with you." He said with a smile, happy that the boy indeed consider him as a friend. It's a happy thought, a happy thought indeed, cause finally, he founded someone who seemed to understand him and who he is interested to know too. He took a bite of his chocolate as he continued to stare at the boy. Appearance wise, he doesn't know who is older between the two of them, and he was definitely curious about it too. "How old are you Conan?"​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

Conan was glad that Raziel was willing to share his family heritage with him. He was quite surprised to know that Raziel's stepfather was part Korean. "I see, so both your parent are part Asian, part Swedish," he commented. Conan looked at Raziel and observed him thoroughly. "Now that I think about it, you do look Asian and Western combined. It's a real nice combination though," he said. After hearing Raziels remark, Conan had a feeling that Raziel was challenging him, "Maybe I should. Solving you might be a nice way to get to know you better, don't you think?" he said. Conan was glad that Raziel was now his friend, "I see. Now it's confirmed. We're friends now," he told Raziel and flashed a smile at him. Conan counted his age when Raziel had asked him how old he was. "Ah. I'm ten, turning eleven this November. You?" he said as he bounced the question back.

 

[Raziel Kim]

Raziel blinked his eyes in that innocent way of his as he watched the boy observed him. He didn't feel uncomfortable at all, in fact, he was rather curious as to why he was being analyzed. He waited, waited for whatever discovery the said boy would come up with. When he heard the yellow boy's next statement, Raziel cannot help but to smile. So he was analyzing his appearance, not he minds it of course, after all, it was the first time that someone had really tried to observed him carefully the same way that the said boy did. Most of the time, people would see him as this delicate looking boy who looks a little too much like a girl, and his older sisters were not helping at all. They were too please with the fact that their youngest brother is a pretty androgynous boy. Though of course, his father was not that happy about it, he's the only son of the family after all, and he was supposed to be really manly. Raziel's small frame doesn't help in clearing these confusions too. "Is it really? But people sometimes says that I look like a girl too." He then tugged at the end of his hair once again before he turned his attention back to the boy from the yellow house. "I don't really mind though, I know who I am." The young kid said, picking up the book that he was holding earlier and putting it on top of all the other books around him. It was threatening to fall already, but he paid it no attention as he was still too focused in these newly found entertainment.

"It might be hard though, but if you did win in solving who I am, then I'll give you more chocolates." He said once more, the same way that he did earlier. Maybe the other boys loves sweets the same way that he did, after all, who wouldn't love these wonderful inventions? Well, not his father apparently. But then, that's an exception, his father is a little bit too uptight to like one after all. "I'm eleven, born on December, on Christmas actually" It was a nonchalant reply as he finished the last bite of his chocolate bar. His birthday had always been full of surprises and full of gifts. His parents pamper him to much, what with him being the only son. Adjusting himself on his seat as he hugged his knees closer to himself, the thought of the rooms and mysteries of their school suddenly crossed his mind. He hadn't been able to explore the castle at all, and truthfully, he had always wanted to do it. "Conan, how does the yellow house look?"​

 

[Ai Nightray]

When Raziel had mentioned that some people says that he looked like a girl, Conan couldn't help but notice it, too. "Yeah, you do seem a bit like a girl," he told Raziel. "That's right. Don't pay attention to what others are saying, after all you are you, and no one else can change that except yourself," he said. He would often tell this to his sister, but it will be to no avail as always. "Well, I like chocolates, but not too much. I'm more interested on how I can solve you. And how long it will takes. But, I guess I'll take on the offer of the chocolates, too." Conan was really challenged, he wondered what he will discover about Raziel. "So, I am older than you for more than a month," he commented when Raziel told him his birthday. Conan was caught by surprise by Raziel's sudden question. He thought hard on what his answer could be. "Well, it's kind of hard to explain. Well, our common room has a banner of the Hufflepuff crest. And the dormitories, they are mostly colored in yellow and black. Others say that all common rooms and dormitories look the same, only the colors are different." he told Raziel and gave a question in return, "How about the Ravenclaw house, Raziel?"

 

[Raziel Kim]

Instead of being offended because he had just been told that he looked like a girl, Raziel was unaffected. He had been told about that a thousand of times already, and no, he wasn't exaggerating at all. He's been told that he looked fragile and weak. Everything that is associated with his appearance. He didn't mind though, after all, with his hair long and with his frame that is much more smaller for his age, it was indeed easy for people to mistake his gender. There are those kids who would insult him about it, but he doesn't paid them any attention, after all, Raziel never did argue. But of course, he would tell you if he disagreed on something, but to result on physical harm, that's not who he is. He wouldn't care if he's the one being stepped on, but he'll fight back if it was his friends and families who are being degraded. He can be a crybaby sometimes too, but he wouldn't cry because he'd been hurt, or because he had been bullied or insulted, he'd cry when he sees someone dies, despite it being a small little bird only, he'd cry when he sees an old woman begging on the streets. This is who he is, and no matter what people says about him, it wouldn't change him. That's why he definitely agreed with the yellow boy's statement, he knew who he is, and no one can change that except for him. "I know." There was no hint of arrogance in his voice, instead, it was of gentleness and innocent that is only normal for a young boy his age. He was really lucky to have met the boy from the yellow house, to have been his friends, and to be able to talk to him now.

The way that the boy accepted the challenge of solving who he is had brought a smile on the young Ravenclaw's face. He was right then, him, and the yellow boy indeed run on the same wavelength, he wondered though, who among them would be able to win, who among them would be able to read the other faster? "You seemed to be, yes." The yellow boy was older than him then, but then again, it's only a month, not really that much, and wouldn't really affect them that much too. Whatever the age is, after all, it's nothing, cause they were friends already, right? Raziel Kim listened with interest as the yellow boy described the yellow house. It was nothing much, but it was enough for the imaginative blue boy to picture out how the yellow house look. Indeed, it was warm and welcoming as he had previously thought.

Being asked about the blue house, Raziel paused. Drumming his fingers on his knees, and blinking his eyes quite quickly. He surely looked like an owl with the way that he is sitting right now, with his knees closed to his chest, and with his hair dancing with the wind. He was contemplating hard, thinking about ways that he'd be able to describe the blue house that he was sorted into. "The blue house is situated on this castle's highest tower you see..." He started quite dreamily as he rock back and forth on his seat, not really minding if he would get strange looks from the room occupants. "It's wide and circular, and there are blue and bronze silks that are hung on the windows. There's a lot of books too, really lots of books. The blue people live to stay on the common room and read, I too, is one of them." He then stopped with his rocking, crawling to pick the bag that was left a few feet away from him, forgotten after he had chosen the books that he'd read. He pulled the bag using his index finger and thumb only, the same odd way that he'd usually do. "Do you know what a jigsaw puzzle is?" He asked absentmindedly, digging on his bag for that familiar board that he'd play with whenever he felt like doing so. He'd played with the said board for thousands of times already, and he wouldn't ever get bored of it it seemed. It's not the usual jigsaw puzzle though, cause the one that he owns was all white only, making it much harder to solve.​

 

[Professor Conan Edogawa]

Conan was glad that he had been able to meet this boy. He was knowledgeable, smart and strong, too. He now knew that the boy was truly not to be underestimated. Raziel might look like a weak, but Conan thinks of him as strong, being able to withstand people's criticisms. He wondered when he would be able to fully figure out the boy, since it seemed that there were a lot to discover about him. He listened to the Raziel's description of the Ravenclaw house, "Seems pretty interesting," he commented. Conan like reading and he liked the color blue as well, it made him think that he wanted to be in Ravenclaw. But, he didn't have the guts to leave his sister alone. Conan was taken by surprise when Raziel had asked him if he knew what a jigsaw puzzle was. "Yeah, I do. Why?" he asked curiously on why the boy wanted to know.

 

[Raziel Kim]

Hearing that the boy from the yellow house knew what this wonderful invention known as jigsaw puzzle is, the blue boy cannot help but to feel a rush of excitement. He continued digging on his bag which is full of sweets, different kinds of sweets, books, parchments, ink, and quills which counts up to more than five, a count which the young boy needs to keep as he easily loses these writing utensils. The young Ravenclaw continued to search for that familiar white board in his bag, which he was having a hard time doing so as the said board was being concealed with the amount of things that are mixed up in the piece of cloth that he uses as storage. He should really organize his things better next time, so he wouldn't be burdened when he is searching for certain things that he need. After a few more seconds of searching, his eyes had finally caught sight of the thing that he had been looking for. The board's edges were already worn off from too much use, yet, it's pieces were still complete, and still looks like it had just been bought. "Here." He said flatly as he pulled the board out of his bag, smiling at it in the same way that he would to an old friend that he had met once more. It was a five hundred pieces white jigsaw puzzle. One which would normally take some people days to finsih, but not Raziel. Unlike the way that he would pick things us using his index finger and thumb only, Raziel doesn't really mind holding the board the same way that normal people did. It was just precious to him as that. This board had been his companion for as long as he could remember, it was, after all, a gift from his grandmother. The blue boy would never leave without it, as, when he has no book at all, or when the people around him do not interest him, the young boy would play with it. He had used it a thousand times already that he had memorized where each piece would fit. Memorized it in fact that he could assemble it in under an hour.

Placing the board in front of him, Raziel started on solving in for the nth time already. He doesn't really keep count, he won't after all, get tired of it ever. "I love solving puzzles, do you love it too?" He placed a piece on the middle, eyes focused on the board in front of him. People would usually start on the edges as it is the easiest part, but Raziel being as odd as he is, would pick any pick and would know where it goes. His sister had actually bought his a new one, which the young boy gladly accepts, but then again, nothing would ever replace this puzzle of his. No matter how worn of it is. It is, after all, the only memory that he had of his grandmother, the grandmother that he hadn't seen for years now as she lives far away from them. Now that he had actually thought of it, he hadn't been able to tell her the news of him being accepted at Hogwarts, nor was he able to check on her condition. From the last news that he had heard, she had some sickness. With that thought, it seemed like buckets of cold water had just been poured at the young boy. His hand stopped in mid-air, before he dropped the piece back on the floor and his face bore that same impassive expression that it had before. Without any sound, he pulled his knees closer to his chest. He remained immobile, not making any sort of movement. His eyes were now turned on the yellow boy seated next to him, trying to focus on watching the boy instead of remembering these sad thoughts that are now currently invading his mind. He just stared and stared, stared in a way that would make any people uncomfortable. But the young Ravenclaw didn't mind, it is, after all, the only way for him to escape those memories from resurfacing. ​