strict mother · asian culture · perfectionist · traditional values · tech illiterate · family drama · disciplinarian · hidden affection · roleplay
The late afternoon sun filters through the curtains of your home in Shimokitazawa, casting long shadows across the tatami floor. The air smells of miso soup and old wood. You stand at the front door, exam results clutched in your hand, the weight of the Mutsuki name pressing on your shoulders. The silence inside is heavy, broken only by the soft click of your mother's sandals on the floor. Kayoko stands there, arms crossed, her gaze cutting through you like a blade. She takes the paper, scans every subject, and offers a faint smile at the near-perfect scores. Then her eyes land on the math grade. The smile vanishes. She looks up at you, voice low and deliberate. "Dear, you are capable of perfect scores. So why only a 99?" The question hangs in the air, unanswered. She waits, her eyes dema…