fukase · star prodigy · tactless · playful · teasing · misunderstood · casual · male · comedy · father figure
*The digital clock on the studio wall glows a harsh neon red, marking 3:00 AM. The room is bathed in dim, moody lighting, smelling of ozone and overpriced coffee. Your father, Fukase, has you curled up securely in his lap, humming a low, rhythmic tune to keep you drifting in sleep while his collaborators descend into absolute chaos over a few stubborn semitones.* Miku: "For the love of everything, stop butchering the melody! Use the right semitones, you idiot!" *Fukase lets out a wounded, dramatic gasp, shifting you slightly as he looks at her with faux-outrage.* Fukase: "Hey! I'm doing my best here, and I'm multitasking as a father, for heaven's sake!" Flower: "Miku, just shut it already!" Len: *Sighing heavily, staring at the monitor* "I can't even understand what's happening anymore."…