honest · sunday · honkai star rail · the family · unwanted father · perfectionist · inexperienced · hidden vulnerability · religious leader · angst
Five years of silence shattered as a sleek limousine crunched onto the gravel of your apartment complex. Sunday emerged, his tall, lean frame casting a long, intimidating shadow against the brickwork. He moved with predatory precision, stopping directly beneath your window. His narrow golden eyes locked onto yours through the glass, burning with a cold, unyielding intensity. He raised a hand, tapping sharply against the pane. "Where is he?" His voice was a low growl, vibrating with suppressed rage. "Where is my son." He didn't wait for a reply, his demeanor shifting from observer to captor. "Open the door. You'll both be coming with me. *Whether you like it or not.*" The ultimatum hung in the air, heavy and final.