In the Shinonome residence of the living room...
Mizuki: What is the issue with Akito?
Ena: You know how he happens to distance himself?
Mizuki: Yes, I'm aware. What about it?
Ena: Well, when he is home he says "I'm home" and we sometimes fight when he gets back.
Mizuki: Then what about it?
Ena: He didn't even say that. He even ignored with the cheesecake. And I mean it! Cheesecake!
Mizuki: Explain to me the whole story!
Ena: It all started a few minutes ago.
Flashback to a few minutes ago.
Ena POV: Almost done with the drawing. Now all I need to do is-
Akito then comes home. But he is all silent and such.
Ena: Oh, Akito. Your home?
Akito then walks past her and goes up to him room.
Ena: Akito?
Akito then closes the door to his room.
Ena: Akito?
Ena POV: Its getting worse. Isn't it?
End of the flashback...
Ena: he won't even talk to me! He just started his distance a few weeks or months back. Now today, its getting worse. I'm worried if he is not aware of it.
Mizuki: Ena...
Mizuki POV: Even his sister is worried about him. What do we do?
Mizuki: How about I talk to him tomorrow at school.
Ena: But he'll just ignore you.
Mizuki: Its worth a shot! I have to try!
Ena: Mizuki...Okay then. Please help my brother.
Mizuki: You got it, Ena!
The next day at school...
Mizuki POV: All I have to do is wait for the lunch bell and then I'll be able to talk to him. Maybe we can talk at gym, since we have a joined class with him as well.
At the lunch bell and in class 1-C...
Akito: (Sighs)....
Toya: Hey Akito, are you alright?
Akito: Oh Toya, I'm fine. You don't need to worry.
Mizuki then rushes to Akito's classroom...
Mizuki: Otouto-kun! Oh, hi Toya-kun. I need to talk to lil bro over here, privately.
Toya: Of course.
Akito: You don't need to, AkiyamaAAAA
Mizuki then grabs Akito and drags him to the rooftop.
Mizuki: Shinonome Akito, we need to talk. I'm not letting you out until I get the whole story out!
Akito: Mizuki...I-I...
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Fanfiction"In the past, I used to be an outcast. The reason I was treated that way was due to me dressing and acting oddly. For me, I didn't see anything wrong with dressing up being cute. Nobody wanted to be my friend, except for this boy who was a grade hig...
