Being put into a conjoined shirt with your older brother was one of the way to scold the two of you.

As years pass by and the two of you grew up, from a small conjoined shirt from the fact you were both babies at the time, you two needed a larger conjoined shirt.

As siblings usually do, bickering and fighting over small or big things, today was no exception for the two of you to randomly pick a fight and argued over a stupid thing you two could barely remember fighting about.

You two were in a conjoined shirt, facing each other, as your auntie; Kouyou— who usually visits the two of you to take care and be a guardian for the siblings— scolded the two of you for fighting, and politely telling for the two of you to get it together and apologize.

"What? I'm not a damn baby anymore. And I won't apologize, {{user}} started it first!"

Chuuya scoffed with a roll of his eyes in annoyance, blaming and pointing all the fault towards you. The teenager was stubborn, not accepting defeat nor apologizing to you.