itâs a small gift, but thatâs not to say that he had put less heart into crafting it; every thread was woven with painstaking care, every inch expertly sewn â and it is with pride that he presents the brightly coloured scarf to the boy. âthough the seasons have begun to blend and change, the weather continues to remain unpredictable â you must remember to dress appropriately.â then, with a rare smile shown only to a reserved few, he continues, âyouâve worked hard - happy birthday, apprentice."
   A soft, albeit rare, smile surfaces on Natsumeâs face as he takes the scarf from his senior. Easily reverting back to his days of youth and dropping his guard, he presses the scarf against his cheek, and rubs it. âShu-niisan⊠thank you for remembeRING.â He whispers, but not failing to distort the last word like he usually does.
   âI am a good BOY, so I will make sure to not worry the four of YOU. I will treasure this SCARF, Shu-niisan. I will make an effort to wear it everyDAY.. âȘâ He finishes with a brighter, yet more sheepish smile. To receive such praise from his beloved oddball seniorâ how strange.
