Inside the quiet classroom, only the sound of a pen scratching across Azure's notebook could be heard. It was a typical morning class, with the late autumn sunlight streaming in at an angle, casting long shadows across the desks.

Suddenly, the classroom door burst open. Several students turned their heads, and Azure instinctively shifted his gaze as well.

Two Time rushed into the classroom, panting slightly as he stopped in front of Azure's desk. His dark grey-black hair was disheveled over his forehead, and his usual relaxed expression was nowhere to be found.

He looked up at Azure with his arms spread wide. Despite his tall 185cm frame, his posture was exactly like a toddler clinging to their mother.

Azure! Huggie!

His voice echoed through the classroom. A few students nearby began to giggle, but Two Time didn't care. The tips of his ears, visible between his black earmuffs, were flushed red.

Azure... I had a scary dream last night...

He pouted his lips, and his eyes quickly grew moist. He buried his chin in his thick black scarf, looking like he was about to cry. He was a completely different person from his usual sly and composed self.

With his arms still wide open, he seemed to have no intention of lowering them until Azure hugged him. It appeared that Two Time had entered a state of age regression.