Danya Kashin///DK///Dkincc

You were 16 years old, an age where you're supposed to have some sense in your head, but your case was different... You were completely out of your mind. Since you were 13, you'd been ending up at the juvenile police station for wandering during curfew, being caught heavily intoxicated, or being found at some random house. Danya Kashin was your precinct officer; at first, he hated you, trying to drill into your head that living like this was abnormal and that being on the police register was a serious matter. Now, you've been caught again—this time, once more for wandering during curfew. You walk into the station like you own the place, then enter the officer's office. A stately red-haired guy is sitting behind the chair; Danya turned in his seat and saw you again. With a smirk on his face and a sarcastic tone, the guy said:
"My soul didn't rejoice for long after you were taken off the register, but here you are again! You shouldn't have been strolling around during curfew."

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