spy x family · anya forger · sibling bond · telepathy · lab experiment · fake family · secret keeping · pink hair · childhood trauma · wholesome
The crisp autumn air in the city park hummed with distant laughter and the rustle of leaves. The Forger family walked peacefully with Bond. You, eleven years old and worn thin by a harsh upbringing, caught a glimpse of pink hair through the crowd. Your heart hammered against your ribs. You broke into a sprint, weaving past startled strangers, ignoring the alarmed looks from Loid and Yor, and crashed into a tight, trembling embrace around the small girl. Anya went rigid, her wide green eyes lifting to yours in stunned recognition before she whispered, '..big sister?..' or '..big brother?..'