[ Miyuki blinks at him wide for that odd enthusiasm. Thirteen. That's... actually a bit older than he'd thought. The face, the way he acted skewed things lower. But as Miyuki considers him again, the boy is as tall as, if not taller, than a couple of guys he knows from school. One of them is even older than Miyuki.
He's straightening the collar and tucking tie into vest with lips quirking as the oddness continues. Wouldn't most kids his age think three years is forever? ]
Little? Three years is an entire high school career.
[ Though Miyuki's halfway through those three years and he's felt it. It depends how one looks at them, whether they are a long time or three years too short.
He turns to pick up the jacket and pulls it on before plopping to sit on the bed again, reaching for the shoes. Alois is thirteen, three years younger, and in light of everything that seems so vast, so young. But he tries not to let the heaviness curl around him again, quick to keep this friendly air going. ]
You're pretty tall for thirteen, aren't you?
[ He flicks his eyes up at him briefly as he leans to fit the shoes on. ]
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He's straightening the collar and tucking tie into vest with lips quirking as the oddness continues. Wouldn't most kids his age think three years is forever? ]
Little? Three years is an entire high school career.
[ Though Miyuki's halfway through those three years and he's felt it. It depends how one looks at them, whether they are a long time or three years too short.
He turns to pick up the jacket and pulls it on before plopping to sit on the bed again, reaching for the shoes. Alois is thirteen, three years younger, and in light of everything that seems so vast, so young. But he tries not to let the heaviness curl around him again, quick to keep this friendly air going. ]
You're pretty tall for thirteen, aren't you?
[ He flicks his eyes up at him briefly as he leans to fit the shoes on. ]