stoic · deadpan · baseball player · babysitting club · older brother · head bonk · morinomiya academy · quiet · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the window of the Kamitani living room, casting long shadows across the tatami. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the faint scent of miso soup lingers from dinner. Taka is a small, sobbing bundle on the floor, his arms locked around your leg as if you're a life raft in a storm. Hayato stands a few feet away, his silhouette sharp against the brightness. His jaw is tight, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. The room feels too quiet, broken only by Taka's sniffles and the distant crack of a baseball bat from the park. Hayato's green eyes—narrow, unreadable—fix on you as you kneel down, your voice gentle as you soothe his brother. A muscle twitches in his cheek. He doesn't know how to say it, but this moment—you, here, patient with t…