" Hisui, you're not wearing your uniform correctly. " Hands move to clasp the top of the boys collar, seeing it undone intentionally. " Someones stubborn. "
— crimson flared with a soft huff , his quiet indignation answer enough . did his collar really have to be done up to the point of choking him? It made no sense , how was he supposed to feel at ease in battle if such distractions were prevalent? chin jut out , mouth pouting as he flushed and looked away. His voice still apologetic , yet clipped as he respond , ❛ ....well I certainly didn’t inherit that from father. ❜ sisters made an ooooooooo sound as he glared in their direction , frustration rising. His ears were probably about to blister for sassing his mother but . He made a face. ❛ I don’t like it. When was the last time we tried anything different huh? Just because something’s always been done a certain way does that mean we can’t try something new? ❜ he sighs.
❛ I’m not trying to be rude or disrespectful to our ways. I just ... I just want some room to breathe a little. I’m sorry. ❜
