A Hero I Look Up To

Let Us Have Fun!

One year later, Tobio is now four years old, which means he could speak more than he used to when he was three. Tobio was seen in his bedroom asleep like a mouse in an extremely cozy bed. His bed was white and was neatly organized with three small teddy bears next to him. Next to the bed was a nightstand enough for the young Tobio to reach, with a black analog alarm clock on the center of the nightstand. His room was colored in beige with windows near closet in his bedroom. 

The alarm clock loudly beeped when it turned 7:00 a.m., which woke him up from his peaceful sleep. Tobio was drowsy as he woke up early for school. Despite his drowsiness, he walked up to his closet and took some clothes. It's a fine-looking gray hoodie with black basketball shorts that has a white stripe on each side. He also grabbed calf-length black socks that has two stripes on the top of both pairs.

Tobio heads into the bathroom to brush his shiny white teeth and change into his comfy clothes. His bathroom was also the same color as Tobio's room, with the shower and bathtub located behind Tobio. It was quite spacious–enough for one person to walk around. After brushing his teeth and changing clothes, he rushed downstairs to see his parents, only to find out his mother was the only one there. Tobio's mother was wearing her signature dark gray dress shirt and white pants like how she did in her previous days. She was working something on her computer that looked like it was online documents. Would it be the best idea to say good morning to mom, Tobio wondered.

"Good morning mommy!!" Tobio decided to greet his mother with a smile. "What's for breakfast today?"

"Please be quiet, I'm very busy," The mother replied with a serious voice. "There's some toast with butter I made for you earlier on the counter if you want."

Tobio accepted the offer. He sat down quietly on the table watching his mother work. It became... too quiet.  Quiet as if you could hear a the floor creak from far away. It lasted for a while until when his mother brought up something.

"Tobio, mom's not going to be home this evening. When you get picked up, you will be picked up by your babysitter, Chris. You remember him, right?" The mom explained why Tobio had to be picked up by his babysitter than his own mother. Work. Business related things... mostly because of work. Tobio put his head down in despair. He wanted to cry, but at the same time, he didn't want to make his mother mad.

"Don't worry Tobio, we'll be back by 9:00 p.m. at the latest!" She clapped her hands once and smiled. "I'll drop you off at preschool now. Seems like you're ready to go, so hop in the car!"

Hearing this, Tobio was relieved. He was so glad he prepared early before he left the house, so he happily went straight into the car. The car was a red 2001 Toyota Camry that looks a bit old, but still looked like it can ride.

The car ride was silent like how it was at the house. The car's engines were loud enough to hear in a silent car ride to school. Tobio stared out the window to see a lot of cars ride past him. He looked so amazed. There were even cars that were faster or slower than the one he's in. After a while, Tobio got bored. He didn't want to see the cars anymore and just started at the passenger seat. With this, he asked mom if he could have her phone to play. She refused. She didn't want her son to ruin her business plans. This lasted until they made it to school.

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Tobio waved goodbye to his mother. As Tobio walked in, he saw many students, even the same kids that he sees every day. The people he wanted to avoid though, were the ones who bully him. Tobio is a shy kid. He never really got involved with many things, nor could he say a word—which were what the bullies think. Tobio thought about his parents and how he was going to miss them both. He's only a little child... his parents can't just leave him alone! That was until he entered his preschool. Tobio ignored everyone around him, worried that they wouldn't have the same interests as him. He sat aside with his bag waiting for the class to start. He smiled as he saw the kids playing along with building blocks and musical instruments. However, after a while, someone came up to him.