Never in all his life has he experienced the panic and sadness of waking up that afternoon and finding his pocket empty.

Waking up was a mistake. Life is just too cruel to a little otter. The whole day is horrible and ruined.

Yixing notices his teary eyes, as well, and follows Joonmyun hyung. “Are you alright?”

Kyungsoo shakes his head sadly.

“Are you hurt?”

He shakes his head again, wiping his nose on his sleeve before Jongdae hyung can stop him. Yixing asks some other kids to give him the box of tissues from a table beneath the window. It hits his feet as it slides across the floor and startles him enough he nearly falls over.

Jongdae hyung picks up the interrogation. “Did you have a bad dream?” If only it was just a bad dream and not disappointing reality.

Sighing, Kyungsoo pulls his tail around and tells the hyungs about his summer vacation and how much fun he had and the tasty fish he’d helped catch and going swimming every day and finding the prettiest stone in the whole river, which he’d wanted to share with everyone, but he can’t, now, because it’s lost, like in his dream.