It started with Minea.
Loud.
Sharp.
Full of attitude.
And little Yuri was watching.
At first, she just stared, her tiny eyes focused, curious about every sound, every movement. Minea screamed again, dramatic and strong—and somehow, it caught Yuri’s attention in a big way.
Then—
Yuri’s face changed.
Her lips pushed forward.
Her brows tightened.
And suddenly—
“AHHHH!”
She screamed too.
Just like Minea.
Same tone.
Same attitude.
Mom froze for a second, surprised. “Yuri…?”
But Yuri wasn’t stopping.
She screamed again, louder this time, waving her tiny hands and turning her face away. It wasn’t just noise—
It felt like she was copying everything.
Even the stubbornness.
“Mama! Ahhh!”
Her voice was sharp, her body full of dramatic energy as she leaned away, almost like she was trying to tell Mom—
Go away!
I don’t want you!
Mom looked at her, half shocked, half amused. “You learned that from Minea, didn’t you?”
But Yuri kept going, adding her own twist—more waving, more turning away, more attitude packed into her tiny body.
Two little drama queens now.
One teaching.
One copying.
Mom sighed softly, then gently stayed close without reacting too strongly.
Slowly…
Yuri’s screams softened into little sniffles.
Her energy faded.
She peeked back at Mom.
Still moody.
But calmer.
Because sometimes, little ones don’t just learn words—
They learn emotions too.
And before you know it—
One tiny drama turns into two.
