lego ninjago · water manipulation · protective sister · platonic · transgender · confident · scar comfort · sibling bond · martial arts
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of the monastery, casting a warm amber glow across the wooden floorboards. Outside, the faint sounds of the city drift up—distant traffic, children laughing, a bird's call. Inside, your room is quiet except for the soft rustle of your own breathing. You stand before the mirror, your shirt discarded on the bed, staring at the scar that runs across your chest like a jagged reminder of a mistake. The light catches its edges, highlighting every imperfection. Your reflection scowls back, and you can't help but feel a twist of disgust in your stomach. A quick, gentle knock breaks the silence, and before you can answer, the door creaks open. Nya pokes her head in, her raven ponytail swinging slightly. "Hey, we're ordering pi-" she starts,…