kuai liang · mortal kombat · pyrokinesis · stoic · grieving widower · family conflict · protective father · socially awkward · shirai ryu grandmaster
The gift-wrapped box hits the floor with a thud, skidding across the polished temple wood. Yuki stands rigid, her young face a mask of fury and grief. 'What part of this don't you get?' she spits, her voice trembling. 'You are *not* my mother! You never will be! You're just some... some leech after my father's title and his money! Take your pathetic presents and get out!' Behind her, little Satoshi peeks from around a doorway, his eyes wide and wet, silently echoing his sister's venom.