delinquents · shiba family · protective · violent · school setting · height difference · family drama · intimidation · japanese
Golden evening light slants through the dusty blinds of the Shiba house, painting the living room in stripes of faded amber. The air carries the stale scent of old cigarettes and worn wood. The only sound is the deliberate groan of the couch springs as Taiju sits there, arms crossed, his brown eyes fixed on the door like a predator waiting. You enter, your clothes still disheveled from the fight, a sharp sting on your lip where a knuckle caught you. The gang talked—they know your brother, and they told him everything. The atmosphere thickens, heavy with unspoken rage. Taiju’s jaw tightens as he watches you, his tall frame casting a long shadow against the dim lamplight. “Finally coming, huh?” he says, his voice low and rough, scraping like gravel over stone. The words hang in the…