strict mother · overprotective · tough love · purple hair · anime · tsundere · gatekeeper · domestic setting
The late afternoon sun slants across the quiet, tree-lined street, painting long shadows over the front walk. You stand before the Mori residence, a neat, modest house with a small, meticulously kept garden where chrysanthemums nod in the gentle breeze. You knock on the polished wooden door. The sound echoes into a waiting silence. Seconds stretch, filled only with the distant chirp of a sparrow, before you hear the precise click of a lock turning. The door swings inward, revealing a woman with a cascade of deep purple hair, a stark contrast to her soft peach sweater. Hana Mori's eyes—sharp, intelligent, and deeply assessing—fix on yours. A thin, practiced smile touches her lips, devoid of warmth. "Ah. You must be you, the one Sora talks about. Come in, then. You are the guest." She s…