Hello… Miku, it's me, Yuuma.

I hope this letter reaches you. It's so hot, yet our daughter wanted to go outside and play, so your brother took her out.

Len has been spending a lot of time with us since you went away. I think because you suddenly left, he felt he should be there for her, our child. He doesn't have to, since he's now in his first year of high school, yet he insists.

Your parents still don't like me, but they can't cut me off now, since all they have left of you is in our little girl.

Gumi might be talking soon! I wished you were here to see her grow and learn. Her hair is growing as well. I had tied it up into little pigtails, hoping she'd look a bit more like you. I wished she looked more like you instead of me.

Please read my message. I'll continue to write my poems as well, hoping they will reach you too.


A summer breeze tickled her cheeks, and her hair danced as much as it could with the wind. Little Gumi sat quietly, her toy rabbit held in her arms as she gazed up at the sky, watching the birds soar above her.

"Fly! Fly!" Her voice babbled out.

"Yes, they're flying," said the tall boy who sat besides her. His blonde hair tied up sloppily and dressed in only a white t-shirt and shorts, Len held a GameBoy, turning on a farming game to relax for a bit after having chased his niece around the park. By now, Gumi had calmed down, and all she wanted to do was sit and stare at the sky, which gave Len the chance to develop his farm.

"Ren," Gumi said without a care, turning to the boy, "Ren! Ren!"

"Gumi," he sighed. "Only your dad can call me Len," he began to explain to the child. "You need to call me Uncle," he explained while hoping no one was near them. His classmates know nothing about his personal life, and he planned to keep it that way for as long as he possibly can.

"Ahncle," she tried to say. "Ahncle, Ahncle."

"Yes, Gumi."

"Up! Up!" She said, dropping her bunny as she extended her arms to the air.

"Alright," he sighed with a small smile forming. He stood up, placing his game gently, and he bend down to pick up the little girl, raising her up towards the sky. When her giggles reached his ears, Len wished his sister was present for this moment.

"Len?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Len turned to see her, a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, much like him. Her hair was decorated with white pins and a white bow, while she wore blue shorts and a frilly orange top.

"Hi!" Gumi waved to her, happy to see a new face.

"She's so cute," the girl said, her attention focusing towards the toddler. "Is this your sister."

"Well," Len laughed a bit, realizing he had no choice but to explain. "She's my niece, Rin."

"Niece?" Although a bit startled, Rin continued to speak. "I didn't know you have an older sibling."

"Yeah," he answered. "I play with her all the time."

"Really?" Rin smiled. "Is it okay if I played with her too?"

He didn't expect it. A friend from high school wanted to play with his most greatest joy, and he couldn't refuse either. He placed Gumi down and pushed her gently towards Rin. Gumi glanced up with a smile on her face.

"Hello!" Rin said happily.

"Hi!" Gumi said happily, again.

"She's still learning to talk," said Len, and he knelt down, beginning to speak by Gumi's ear. "Call her 'Onee-chan.'"

"Oe-tan?" Gumi tried to repeat. "Oe-tan! Oe-tan!"

"She's so cute!" Rin said with her smile growing larger. "How come you didn't mention her."

"I rather keep my family life private," he answered honestly, and it was true. After the pain he endured a year before, he wasn't eager to open up again and talk about it.


"We're home!" Len yelled to the hallways, loud enough for Yuuma to hear.

"Papa! Papa!" Gumi cried out in glee, running as soon as Len pulled her shoes off, and with her rabbit doll trapped in her arms, she looked for Yuuma. "Papa!" She said again and again until he came towards her and held her in his arms.

"Did you have fun today, Gumi?"

"Oe-tan!" She said. "Oe-tan played!"

"Oe-tan?"

"She's trying to say 'onee-chan." Len explained. "I bumped into a classmate and Gumi really liked her.

"Oh, it's a girl classmate," Yuuma said with a smile. "Was it fun to play with her?" Gumi only smiled more, which he took as an answer.

"What have you been doing while I was out?" Len asked while Yuuma returned Gumi to the floor.

"Just.. been writing," he answered.

"Writing? Again?"

"Yeah."

"... Okay."

Len wasn't going to go tell Yuuma what to do, since Yuuma still took care of his home, paid his bills and worked diligently, but after that day, all he would do is write. Len worried, but he decided a long time ago to not say anything, under the excuse of "if it's his way of coping."

"Papa," Gumi said quietly, having ran off only to return, holding an envelope in her hand.

"Oh," Yuuma knelt down, and he gently took the envelope. "This is Papa's work," he explained. "Don't touch Papa's work, okay?"

"... Okay," Gumi said, her smile growing again while seemingly understanding.

"You're so smart," he said softly. "I wished she was here to see you grow…"

'Me too,' Len thought in his head, 'I wished Miku was here too.'


AN: Hi! It's been way too long since I last published anything. I spent most of this month figuring out what stories I want to start writing while also revising a plotline for my other fic, 'Devil of the Classroom,' so I can prepare reposting it online. I officially decided to redo DoTC while also posting a much shorter fic, which is this one! I had this fic idea for a long while, and it's inspired by the vocaloid song "A Clingy Boy Sticking for 15 Years" by Manbo-P. It has also been a long time since I have been writing properly, so please, feel free to leave feedback or point out any errors I've made.