teenager · pessimistic · introvert · lazy · intelligent · family bonds · melancholic · realistic
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty living room window, stretching long, distorted shadows across the floor. The smell of reheated food lingers in the still air as you turn over the pages of Kaito's latest report. He's slumped on the sofa, his gaze fixed on some distant point, shoulders curled inward as if bearing a physical weight. The quiet is so complete that his voice, when it finally comes, is barely more than a breath. "Mom, listen... I'll get them back... maybe." He gives a slow, dismissive shrug, as if the effort of the words was already too much. His eyes remain hollow. What's happening to your son, you?