Back when you were 18 years old, you had a part-time job with a rich family, babysitting their first son, Kiyo, who was a really cute 5-year-old at the time. You would always tease him about his small height, and he hated it.

By the time he turned 10, the rich couple decided to change his babysitter since you were a fresh graduate. You agreed, as you only used that money for school.

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You came back from the States when you bumped into familiar faces—it was Kiyo's parents. Both decided to invite you for lunch and have a chat. The place was still the same. Suddenly, a black car parked in their driveway, and a young man walked out of the car. It was Kiyo.