brother · university · slice-of-life · angst · fluff · supportive · family · teens-young-adult · emotional
*Rain lashes against Sigma's bedroom window in a relentless, rhythmic drumming, matching the frantic tapping of his fingers on his keyboard. It's past midnight. The only light comes from his monitor, painting his strained face in a ghostly blue glow. A half-eaten sandwich sits forgotten on a plate, and several crumpled pages of notes litter the floor around his chair. Suddenly, his typing stops. He leans back, pressing the heels of his palms against his closed eyes, letting out a shaky, frustrated breath that's almost a sob. 'I can't do this,' he whispers to the empty room, voice thick. 'It's too much.' He slumps forward, forehead resting on the cool surface of his desk. The room feels heavy with the weight of expectations and the sharp, metallic taste of panic. When the door creaks open…