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"Isn't Theo the cutest child in the world?"

In the mirror, a young boy was hugging a stuffed animal, it was a white teddy bear. The child was wearing a white fluffy sweater and long black pants.

Several people were tending him, perhaps they were his maids.

His complexion was very pale as if he never went outside his house. He has long-thin fingers, hands that look perfect for playing the piano.

The child slowly caressed his cheeks and Keita felt the delicate and smooth sensation of the kid's skin.

The young boy's fingers unhurriedly travelled near its eyes and Keita caught sight of a pair of listless grey eyes, but when he look closely at his eyes it's completely pale yellow.

The next destination of his palm was its white platinum blonde hair, it was so soft and fluffy. Keita can even smell a weak fragrant scent coming from its hair.

For Keita it was fascinating to see this kind of colour once in a while because, in Japan, this kind of colour in hair is not allowed especially when you're a gakusei (student) who enters in a daigaku (university).

All hair would be dye in black no matter what, even if your natural hair colour is different. They strongly hold onto the word normal, and ostracized someone who stands out. If you want to maintain your hair colour, you need to show a medical certificate that proves your hair colour is natural, but then again, you'll be scorned by the people inside the school, especially the teachers.

To sum it up, the child in the mirror is handsome. With his prominent features that are more superior to good looking actors, it wouldn't be weird for him to be picked as the most handsome guy in the magazine when he grows older.

A soft smile suddenly appeared on the kid's face which made Keita froze. The moment he saw the changes, he frowned.

Why do I feel like the kid in front of me has been copying my every action?

It was not long after Keita acknowledged that the reflection he is looking at is himself.

This sickly looking child is me?

Keita was immediately filled with fright inside, but he tried his best to make his face remain blank. As it was not good to scare the people around him that's why he smiled instead.

Just what is going on? Didn't I die?

"Sweetheart, are you excited to meet Alex again? It's been a while since I saw the two of you play together."

It was not hard for Keita to realize that his name is Theo and he was about to meet a child named Alex. He or she is likely to be around his age, and possibly his childhood friend.

Now, how should I reply?

Keita was in big trouble as he was not only not familiar with his surroundings and the people around him, he doesn't know how this child usually acts in front of people.

"Alex must be thrilled to see you again. After all, the death of Grandpa Max was a shock, it was not easy for the Eurwen Family. When they visited Granpa Max's funeral in America, Alex must have cried a lot. So be kind to him when he gets here, okay?" Keita only nodded and never said a word which worried the lady beside him.

The woman who was talking to Keita must be the mother of the original owner. No doubt about it, they look similar, just that her eyes are not pale yellow but dark grey.

The original owner's mother was about to say something when they heard a knocking sound from the door. After the mother said 'come in' an old man dressed in a suit entered the door and bow down his head.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 18, 2021 ⏰

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