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Sadly,Yukio felt the opposite.There were days when he truly missed those childhood days when he and his brother had no care in the world and could just mostly play.It's typical,children always have such a naive and simply view on things. But the reason why at the same time he did not miss those times it because he so hated looking back at his old self,so scared,timid.He couldn't ever even protect himself and it was like he always was relying on his 'big' brother'.
A deep sigh escaped Yukio's lips as he kept thinking about those things but his mood quickly changed as his glasses were taken from him.A small blush appeared on his face.He was not used to being without his glasses and wanted them back.
Yukio reached over the desk towards his brother. "Oi,I can't read without them.." he said as he even stood in order to actually reach them.Just then the classroom door opened.The bell was to ring soon so some female students were returning to the classroom a bit early.
And lucky for them they walked in on a cute sight.Their beloved teacher was blushing which was very rare for them to see and he wasn't even wearing his glasses,being teased by his 'big' brother no less. The two girls stood at the door. The one with black hair tied in a bun held her hands to her mouth,holding in a squeal as she mumbled under her breath. "Kawaii-"
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