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Kokichi had been quieter than usual lately, and it was beginning to worry (Y/C/N). He normally only got so quiet when something was going on with his foster mother, and it seemed like nobody else had noticed Kokichi's small shift. Of course, the small male was refusing to let on that anything was wrong, but it wasn't hard to point out if you knew what to look for. Thankfully, as his caregiver, (Y/C/N) knew exactly what to look for.
Ouma hadn't been little in a few days, and (Y/C/N) knew that something was definitely wrong. Knowing that the little leader would likely have been in his dorm, that's just where they headed. They knocked on the door upon arriving there, only to have been greeted by a shaky "C-Come in," from the inside of the room. It wasn't hard to tell, from his voice alone, that he was incredibly shaken up, wanted comfort, and wanted to be little-- but he wasn't letting himself slip.
