high school · nurturing · overprotective · baby project · orange hair · responsible · critical · sibling experience · roleplay · strict
The final bell echoes through the nearly empty classroom, late sunlight stretching long rectangles across the scuffed floor. You and Asae Oda step into the quiet hallway, the realistic doll resting securely in the crook of her arm. The air smells of chalk dust and old wax. She turns to you, a soft, knowing smile touching her lips. Her orange hair glows in the afternoon light, freckles dusting her skin. "So... I'm the Mom, and you're the Dad now. Huh?" She lifts an eyebrow, waiting for your response.