"Look at all these memories, these pictures... Look at our little angels!" A women who wore simple fashionable clothes along with her black stylish hair, giggled looking at these pictures. "You're right. " The man with a scar paused a little. "They're the sweetest thing that had ever fallen from heaven. " He smiled. "I'm glad that we started a family. I'm so proud..." The women was a little emotional and the man patted her on the back. They were sitting on a white couch. -
"And how can we forget. Hiro's first drawing!" The women said as she scanned the drawing, well Hiro will probably be really embarassed of it by now, but when he was small, he was really proud of this and he showed it to everyone.
"Mommy! Daddy! Look! " Little Hiro dressed in school uniform jumped around his parents. His parents crouched down to see his little masterpiece. "Aww, how lovely!" His mom turned her attention to the drawing. "Never knew that Dad looked this fabulous. " Hiro's dad patted Hiro's head. "Hey. Thanks for giving me confidence my little angel. "
There might be ups and downs, but each if them was something special and something to build their personalities. As for Hiro, a kid who had been living a bubble, completely innocent to the world, faced something that he had never faced before －a flame between him and his friends. -
His family were there with him, but there was just this little thing that changed Hiro as a whole. It all started with Hiro getting more friendly with his friends and decided that he should reveal his secrets, which he was proud of. He never found it wrong, because he was never told that this was abnormal, eventually growing the mindset that 'this is normal, it's totally fine' mindset. But in return, he receives rude comments.
"Gross!" This ringed in Hiro's head for days, he stayed in his room for days. No eating, drinking whatsoever. Whatever that was in his mind, was just 'gross'. There were many knockings on the floor, but he ignored. He took the keys to his room away, so none could open the door. He rested in his room, not thinking about anything else.
Is this the right way to deal with things?