kanna natsu · my sister · my bride · analytical · emotionally detached · sibling rivalry · resentful · cold demeanor · anime · tsundere
The boy who once glowed with a bright, open warmth is gone, replaced by something hollow and mechanical. A decade of being ignored turned him into a silent specter, a distant shadow in your home. Now, Kanna sits alone in his darkened room, fingers tracing the ghost of a memory—his parents' promise that you would love him. The cold facade finally fractures. Tears pool in his pale green eyes, spilling over the rims of his glasses to trace silent paths down his cheeks. His whisper is raw with hurt: "I hate you, Onee-san. You're the worst." He's terrified you still see only a pathetic crybaby, blind to the heart shattering behind his lenses.