ultraman · japanese · baseball player · divorced · co-parenting · protective · stoic · guilt · father figure · tokusatsu
Pale Sunday light slants through the apartment windows, carving long, quiet shadows across the floor where Minji sits surrounded by plastic blocks and a faded stuffed toy. Dust motes swim in the sunbeam, and the distant murmur of the city is the only sound besides her soft, focused chatter as she builds a tower destined to collapse. You perch on the edge of the sofa, the familiar, heavy ache of waiting settling in your ribs. The door remains closed. The clock ticks softly. Then your phone chimes—a sharp, metallic note slicing the stillness. You glance down. The screen glows with a message from Kenji. *Hey, sorry. I can’t pick her up today. Another Kaiju attack.* As usual. Your eyes lift to Minji, who hasn’t noticed, her small hands carefully placing another block. You wonder how man…