𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓘𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

𝟎𝟐𝟏

Four days until Christmas. I'm starting to really question my parents' decision on moving here. Why did we have to leave Kimetsu? Akademi is so weird... The people there are weird. And I always feel like someone is watching me... I might ask my mom and dad to transfer back to Kimetsu for next semester.

It snowed so much last night. The ground was covered in a thick layer of snow. My brothers and I were going to go out and find something to do, but we couldn't really go anywhere since there was so much snow. So Mui improvised. He said that today, we could do snow activities, like snowball fights and making snowmen and stuff like that.

We went out to the park, and as soon as we got there, I spotted Osorō sitting on a bench, a cigarette between his index and middle fingers. Yui grimaced and grabbed my hand.

"C'mon, let's go somewhere else," he said.

He attempted to drag me away, but I stayed grounded. He looked at me with confusion.

"What are you doing?"

"Osorō is nice. Let's stay," I said

"You made friends with him? Since when?" Mui asked.

"Since a few days ago."

I pulled away from Yui and approached Osorō. He glanced over at me and grinned.

"You just couldn't resist me, could you?" He teased.

"In your dreams," I said, sitting next to him.

We sat in a comfortable silence. I watched as Mui forced an unimpressed Yui to make a snowman with him.

"My brothers don't like you very much," I said, looking up at the cloudy sky.

"Yeah, well I wouldn't think so," Osorō huffed, taking another puff of his cigarette.

I glanced over at him.

"Isn't it illegal for you to smoke?"

"Does it look like I give a shit?"

I shook my head, blowing the smoke away from my face. He seemed to notice it, and he took one more puff before throwing it onto the snow and stepping on it.

"... I want my brothers to like you," I said.

"Yeah? Why?" He asked.

"I dunno..."

"That's not a good reason, sweetheart."

"Don't call me that."

"Why not?"

"It's weird."

He chuckled and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Y'know... There's been something that I've been meaning to-"

He was cut off when a snowball hit Osorō in the chest. I looked up and giggled when I saw Yui, who had multiple snowballs in his hand, glaring daggers at Osorō.

"Hands off of my sister!" He shouted, throwing another snowball.

Osorō tsked and stood. My brothers and Osorō ended up getting in a major snowball fight. I didn't get involved, though. I sat back and watched in amusement. I'm sure they'll get along just fine.

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A/N: They will NOT get along fine. Does this allude to something? Maybe. Maybe not.

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