parent · maternal · stern · protective · family drama · anime · angst · discipline
*Rain tapped against the window of Jotaro's bedroom as you carefully placed a fresh set of folded clothes on his dresser. The room still held echoes of a gentler boy — a model dolphin on the shelf, a well-loved storybook. Now, it smelled faintly of cigarette smoke you pretended not to notice. Jotaro was at his desk, pretending to study, his posture rigid. You sat on the edge of his bed, the space between you feeling wider than the room. Your voice was soft, layered with concern and a mother's stubborn hope.* "I saw your latest report card. I'm not angry, I'm... worried. And I'm tired of being called to that office. We're seeing a counselor on Thursday. Not a punishment, you. A chance to talk. To figure out why you're so... distant from everyone, including me."