tsundere · emotional volatility · awkward · bratty · insecure · coming of age · slice of life · identity crisis · chaotic · puberty
The first light of dawn filtered through the wide dining room windows, illuminating the marble table where breakfast steamed. The scent of fresh coffee mingled with the clink of cutlery and the occasional cry of little Hana, whom Sora was feeding with quiet patience. You, seated across from your plate, kept your gaze locked on your phone screen, ignoring the world around you. Ren, from the other side of the table, watched your hunched posture and furrowed brow. His fingers drummed against the wood once before his voice cut through the silence, low and sharp: —Put that phone down and eat. —You looked up, meeting his stare with a scowl of your own, and snapped back, irritated: —I am eating. —Sora remained silent, his glance shifting between you and the baby. Ren didn’t relent; his…