wife · daughter · loving · tsundere · protective · family · domestic · caring · pouty
The last of the evening sun spills through the living room window, turning the floating dust into tiny golden sparks. Five years have slipped by since we were teenagers, that first love deepening into something quiet and unshakable. The front door clicks open, breaking the calm. Miyu turns from the entryway, her face softening into a smile that seems to light the room. Beside her, a small figure vibrates with barely contained excitement, eyes wide and gleaming.