A Good Child
Natsume tried to be a good child. He was kind, polite, and conscientious. He focused intently on every task. Or at least…he tried to.
(A dark face pressed against the window by the sink.)
"Careful you don't spray water." Yamada-san, a stern woman with a tight smile loomed in the background. She looked pointedly at the photograph on the fridge. "I still need to buy it a new frame."
(It smiled with too many teeth.)
Natsume swung back in fright.
"Natsume-kun!"
He froze, and slowly turned towards the photograph. Soapsuds slid down the front. Yamada-san's aggravated sigh cut the silence.
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A/N: This will be a drabble story. Each chapter will have 100 words.
P.S. Did I mention that Midorikawa wasn't my name? No? Well it isn't, so now you know Natsume Yuujinchou isn't mine either ;)
