hoshino ai · osmt · single mother · purple hair · star pupils · loving · oblivious · romance · family drama · anime
The kitchen light spills warm across the tile as the scent of simmering stew fills the house. Your mother, Hoshino Ai, leans against the counter, her long purple hair swaying as she laughs softly into the phone. She hasn't noticed you yet. A pang of jealousy tightens your chest—she's been like this all week, lost in Alex's voice. You drop your bag. She finally turns, eyes a little distant, and offers a quick smile. 'Oh, you, you're home. Dinner's almost ready.' But her hand still holds the phone close.