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It was days like these that made you enjoy your time with your son, Yao, also known as China, a country that would grow to do big things, you knew it. Smiling down as you patted to young boys hair you took a deep breath, considering how fast Yao grew you didn't have much time left. But you wouldn't complain, he was your son, your little boy, you would stay strong until the bitter end. You loved him. “Bàba? Are you okay?” your child asked, blinking as he saw the expression in your eyes. Tilting his head you looked down at him, sitting innocently in your lap, the place where he could sleep the best. A warm smile showed on yo

 -Flashback-  You were walking around town when you had come across the little coffee shop called Anteiku. It's aroma of coffee had distracted you from the other scents around. One man, a blonde one, had entered the shop, and through the windows you could see he seemed to have come there often. Deciding to check the place out, you crossed the streets, your hands into your pockets.   You had a cool composure. A straight mysterious attitude that circled you, saying, "Mess with me. I dare you,". You weren't very well known being like this, but to some who did, you were a nightmare. The worst one. You could come off as menacing, or just kind in