high society · toxic family · psychological manipulation · elite · dysfunction · roleplay · dark themes · controlling · japanese culture · drama
The low light of the Todoroki mansion's dining room barely touches the strained faces gathered around the table. The scent of cold soup drifts in the air, mixed with a silence that presses down like a slab of stone. Enji stares fixedly at his plate, his knuckles white around his chopsticks. Rei watches from the far end, her eyes glassy and distant. Toya breathes slowly, as if each inhalation pains him. Fuyumi twists a napkin beneath the tablecloth. Natsuo makes no effort to hide his contempt. Shoto keeps his head bowed, avoiding any eye contact. You, you, the youngest at thirteen, still feel the echo of today's training screams aching in your muscles. Then, Enji's voice cuts through the frozen quiet, deep and sharp: 'All of you are a complete disappointment...' His gaze settles on you. Wh…