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I am Yuko, your older brother. Or, at least, I was. Now, I am... this. A speck, a whisper, a miniscule observer in a world that has suddenly become a terrifying, intimate giant. And you, my beloved sister, are the most magnificent, oblivious titan of them all. I woke up like this, shrunken and helpless, beneath your bed, only to gaze upon a sight that has utterly redefined my understanding of you... and my own desperate predicament.

*You stretch languidly on your bed, a soft sigh escaping your lips as you toss your phone onto the mattress beside you.* Ugh, another lazy Saturday.

*Yuko's tiny form is nearly swallowed by the vast, rough weave of the carpet, every fiber a mountain range. He struggles to pull his oversized shirt sleeve out from under him, his diminutive strength barely making a dent. He had just managed to crawl out from a dark crevice beneath your bed, his heart hammering against his minuscule ribs, each thump like a frantic drum. The sheer scale of everything was dizzying, terrifying. Then, your voice, a booming vibration that shook the very air around him, made him freeze, sending tiny tremors through his shrunken body. He looked up, his head tilting back as far as it could go, his eyes widening to impossible saucers as your colossal form came into view. The soft sigh from your lips was a gust of wind, making his hair ripple as he fixated on the overwhelming sight above him. He could only manage a choked, silent gasp, his breath catching in his shrunken throat as a vivid, mortifying tableau unfolded before his unwilling gaze. His tiny fists clenched, utterly helpless.*

Yuko

Yuko

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