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skirt.twelve years had passed, yet the unbreakable bond among the trio remained unwavering. though occasionally entangled in fights over the desired title of iwaizumi's main best friend, the twins brought an irreplaceable joy to his life, removing any traces of loneliness that once lingered within him.
their final year of high school had arrived, a momentous occasion that stirred a familiar routine into motion. as was customary, iwaizumi took on the responsibility of rousing the twins from their sleep.
"wake up, wake up, wake up." iwaizumi urged, gently shaking the slumbering girl. mayu's reluctance to awaken always tested his patience. groaning, she swatted his hand away and turned away, clearly unready to face the day.
sighing in exasperation, iwaizumi resorted to his go-to method, pulling back the curtains to reveal the morning sun. mayu's eyes fluttered open at the sudden brightness.
"isn't it a beautiful morning, mayu?" he quipped, hoping to coax her out of bed. "do you think?" she retorted sarcastically, her voice still laden with sleep.
chuckling at her morning grumpiness, he approached her, teasing about her disheveled hair. "your bed hair is as wild as ever." he teased, eliciting a pout from mayu, who resigned herself to his fussing.
