But the strange thing is—mi ni tsukanai. You don’t notice it right away.
“Maji de dekai,” I’d mutter, watching him squeeze through the train doors sideways. People stared. Kids pointed. He’d just shrug, pull his hood lower, and keep walking. uchi no otouto maji de dekain dakedo mi ni
So yeah. Maji de dekai. But look closer—you might almost miss him. But the strange thing is—mi ni tsukanai
(“My little brother is seriously huge, but to the eye…”) It started when we were kids. ” I’d mutter