FH:
just a short light sotry, cous I had no time 2day.

Red Son tries o fic MK's focus problem.

Today's prompt:
"don't listen to me, listen to them"

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It was not a mystery to MK's friends, or even to people who just got a chance to meet him at least once, that the boy had a serious problem with focus. Like a type he sure should check with a professional.

But being caught up in all the fighting and work he didn't really have any time for it. Maybe a few meetings with Sandy but those were more about all the traumatic events that happened recently.

Well, Red Son after one of his talks with Mei, decided to take it upon himself to try and fix this issue.

He would try to keep MK in conversation, by calling his name every time he saw him zone out or shift his attention to something different. He even went as far as to trying to talk with a gameplay on his phone next to his face like he saw some streamers and youtubers do to keep younger generation attention on the screen, but unfortunately this as well failed.

After a month of fruitless work, Red Son decided he would try one more thing and if that wouldn't work, he's giving up. He hated giving up, he rarely done that, but he is also aware he is no specialist.

So he hosted a lesson to which he invited MK. He had bull clones fill the room, and two of them that were suppose to talk about the subject.

"Sooo, it's like school all over again?" MK asked, sitting next to Red Son.

"Yes." he answered shortly, showing him to pay attention.

"I never went to university you know." MK said after a moment in a half whisper, leaning closer to Red.

"MK, eyes on the teachers." he scolded him in a half a whisper.

For a moment there was really hope in Red Son's heart as Mk looked to the bull clones that talked before the large board about the engines and maschinse.

"Soooo, what is this lesson about, again Red? Can you sumerise it for me?" MK asked after a moment, admitting to not paing even a bit of attention to the lecture.

"No." Red Son snapped, his hair ablaze "Mk, for celestial's sake!" he yelled in frustration "Don't listen to me, listen to them!" he erupted like a wulcano.

MK blinked in surprise and tilted his head to the side "Why? I don't really do engines, ya know." he blunted out and Red Son only groaned in frustration.

In the end Red took MK to the specialist and he took it upon himself to make sure that MK wont forget to go there regularly.