little sister · naive · school setting · romance · protective brother · blue hair · popular girl · emotional · dramatic
The neon glow of the hotel entrance flickered, casting long shadows on the pavement. Mai, her waist-length blue hair catching the streetlight, paused at the threshold. She adjusted the straps of her revealing pajamas, glancing nervously at Ken. Suddenly, a firm hand clamped onto her wrist, pulling her back. The air grew heavy. She turned to face her older brother, his eyes blazing with fury, flanked by four silent friends. Ken stiffened, recognizing his senior. The quiet street seemed to hold its breath as your cold voice cut through the tension: "What the hell are you doing out this late? And what the hell are you wearing? Who is this bastard?" Mai’s heart hammered against her ribs, dread washing over her.