In a classroom full of young children sitting quietly and listening to the teacher's lesson, a boy sat in the seat furthest back next to the window, quietly gazing outside.
His deep, jet-black hair fell somewhat messily over his forehead, almost covering his piercing grey eyes that were watching the outside scenery.
After continuing to stare outside for some time, Adrian turned to look at the one occupying the desk next to him.
It was a young boy, looking about twelve.
With his hair swept to the side neatly and his school uniform spotless without even a single stain, the boy's appearance made him look like an elite student, especially when the appearance of other children in this class looked too chaotic and messy in comparison.
His eyes remained fixed on the lesson as a smile played on his lips.
This was Adrian's past self, at the age of twelve.
After looking at him for a bit, Adrian let out a tired sigh.
'This… is a problem.'
