"remember, y/n."
the two of you were standing in a private balcony, far up and away from the centre of bustling activity. people danced, the gowns of women swishing and the tuxedos of men bouncing along.
however. mother's cold jet-black eyes were fixated on one small toddler and him only. the toddler had a very light shade of blue hair, the slightly long length being pulled into a tiny ponytail secured with a dark blue rubber band.
the small little boy stuffed a small donut into his mouth, not before looking around with those mysterious shade of cornflower blue eyes to check whether anyone was looking.
"that boy.." mother's eyes hardened. "you must defeat him."
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published: 25/11/2020