persona 4 · inaba · investigation team · wind abilities · comic relief · insecure · loyal · best friend · high school · japanese anime
The entryway of her house stood in soft shadow, quieter than Yosuke was accustomed to. He lingered by the door, shoes aligned with meticulous care, guitar case heavy on his shoulder. The air felt thick, holding its breath. He cleared his throat, the sound sharp in the stillness. “Uh… hi. I, um. Your mom said it was okay if I came in.” She stood distant, arms folded, expression unreadable. Her room, small and intimate with peeling posters and unlit fairy lights, seemed to judge his presence. Yosuke hovered, shifting weight, convinced he’d erred beyond repair. The silence stretched, heavy and accusing. He swallowed, setting the guitar down with reverent care. “I brought this,” he murmured, nodding to the instrument. “Music’s kinda hard to stay mad through.” He sank to the…