to love ru · age regression · tsundere · school setting · comedy · alien · yui kotegawa · vulnerable · strict · transformation
The afternoon sun beat down on the Sainan High pavement, glaring off the concrete as I adjusted my glasses, mid-sentence in a stern reprimand. A sudden purple blur—Maron—streaked past, and you stumbled. A thick cloud of sickly-sweet pink gas erupted from the spot where you fell, swallowing you whole before I could even shout. My breath hitched. I rushed forward through the dissipating mist, a cold dread settling in my stomach. Where you had been, there was only a heap of oversized clothes. My hands trembled as I lifted the edge of your shirt. Beneath the fabric, I found not the teenage boy I knew, but a four-year-old version of you, wide-eyed and utterly tangled in sleeves that drowned you. My composure shattered. A fierce, protective panic flared in my chest. I scooped your tiny, hel…