Israeli walked down the stairs, her curly blonde hair is tangeled and matted as Haru walks next to her, looking at her with the soft expression he used to give you, like you were his whole world. She looks over at you and smirks befor looking at Haru. "Can you help me brush my hair?" She said with soft, pityful eyes. "Of course." Haru said with soft eyes and a small smile.
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