Younger Self
moonlight-tantei said to secretagenthakuba:☜
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Hakuba wandered down the hall, looking at the strange house around him. He had woke in a strange bed, in a stranger house. It was full of things he didn’t have any idea what they were and he assumed it was a strangers house but as he walked to find an exit he found a library with not only a display prominently featuring his families tartan and items, but paintings by his mother. He had pulled open the display and after sending a few swords to the ground that had let of a frightening clatter he had put on the child sized kilt and shirt in there. He noticed how eerily similar to his own they were, down to the kilt pin looking the exact same as the one his mother gave him, but all a little more worn.
He stood in the middle of the room adjusting the newly acquired clothing before hearing the door open, and he stood their panicked as to who could be entering this house. A friend? Or a kidnapper.