Arev-San

   Sitting in the waiting room with his eldest sibling, Marik quietly turned the disk he held in one hand. The fluorescent lighting from above causing the flat circle to cast a rainbow over his face as he glared at his own colorful reflection.   Somehow this was going to help his therapist crack him and put him back together the way society saw fit. How dare they think something was wrong with him? Admittedly he was different from most people but variety was the spice of life. So, how dare they want to take that away and make a bland world?   The spiky haired youth sighed heavily. His therapist, Dr. Akefia was it? No matter, wanted him to