"That's occur to you too sleepyhead!" said Emma who is the thief of your blanket.

You groan tiredly and put your pillow above your face. "Five more minutes!"

"Nope! You will ask for five more minutes, and more, and you won't wake up at the end."

"I will wake up, I promised!"

"We already had this argument yesterday and the day before. I'm mot buying any of those anymore so wake up, NOW!"

Emma grab the both of your legs in attempt to pull you from your magnetic bed but failed because you hold to the head of your bed with all the power you have. Your orange-haired best friend is not giving up though. An Emma will not give up just because of this and you await her to fully use her athletic power on the next attempt. You grab onto the bed's head harder, but what's you are expecting never come.

But instead there is a weight jumped on your back. You turn around to see Phill is already hugging you from behind with his tiny form.

"Y/N let's go down together!" he said with a sparkling eyes. Not long after that bunch of other children below 5 years old coming to get you up.

You sign and tousle their hair. "How can I refuse you guys."

Emma nod in satisfaction. Using the children always works.

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After breakfast the children walk towards the room they usually use for taking daily tests. They sit at their respective seats and preparing themselves. You enter the room last after make sure everyone were in, Emma followed shortly behind you.

"Good luck everyone!" she screamed before sits down.

You also whispering "Good luck" to those who you passed by.

Lastly, you wish "good luck" for your three best friends. They nod and the test begin.

"Age 11, type 2. Answer these questions carefully within the time given."

You try to focus and listen to the instruction. Without knowing, the test finished as soon as it begin.

You stretch out your muscle for a bit while staying in your seat.

"It's finally finished!" said Emma.

"How was it going?" Norman who sit beside you, asked to Emma.

"Well, it was alright and I know you certainly nailed it."

"Of course, he is Norman," you said.

There is a slight blush on his cheeks. "The same for you."

You shake your head in disagreement. "I only got perfect score once though. I'm not at the same level as you guys."

You know that you are not as smart as your friends but it's alright. You realized that not everyone has a big brain like Norman and Ray or the capability to be a fast learner like Emma.

Beside, there is something that you're proud of and you're the only one who has this quality in the house.

Enormous passion and talent in art.

"You are not playing tag?" asked Ray.

You two are sitting under your favorite tree while the others are playing tag with Norman as the "It" for the hundred times.

You choose not to participate and shows Ray your sketchbook to tell the reason.

"You are drawing... for who?"

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