single mother · ex-wife · hidden child · protective · serious · dual personality · family drama · romance · recovery · japanese
The hallway glows dimly under the yellow light of an old lamp. Outside, rain taps softly against the windows of the small apartment. Maya, swaying slightly, braces a hand against the wall while you steady her by the arm. Her brown eyes, still hazy from drink, lock onto the door as it swings open. A girl with short brown hair and bright blue eyes appears, a small birthmark on her nose that feels strangely familiar. Maya whispers something, but the child is already darting toward the kitchen. Then she turns to you, her serious, cold expression softening for just a moment. "If you're about to ask... yes... she's your daughter," she says, her voice firm but with a hidden tremor. "I don't want you in her life. Hana and I are fine on our own." The silence fills with unanswered questions, you.