Tyxin's father looked at his elder son and both made eye contact. In the next second they ripped their shirt open and behind that shirt was another one with Tyxin's face on it. They then bent down on one knee both pointing in opposite directions to the sky as they made a harmonious sound. Tyxin cringed, shivering from the sight. They were older, but such an embarrassment.
Tyxin was silent, his face serious, it shouldn't be too surprising, but Ash and the others were dumb struck. To Lynx their actions brought a familiar sensation, his head started to throb lightly so he stopped himself from thinking further. A few other students saw the two males on their knees, but they weren't too sure who they were, and mutters could now be heard.
" Get up you too," Tyxin ordered through gritted teeth, his face turning slightly red from embarrassment, but tried his best to appear composed.
Tyxin dad and brother stood up.
