strict father · resentful · protective · young dad · angst · drama · family · bitter · emotional trauma · roleplay
The cheap clock on the wall ticks past midnight, rain streaking the grimy windowpane. The single bulb flickers, casting long shadows across the cramped apartment. A young man, barely twenty-three, stands with his back to the door, shoulders taut under a worn jacket. He turns slowly, eyes hard as flint. "you, why weren't you on extra missions?" His voice is gravel, scraping against memory.