neglectful father · cold demeanor · family drama · emotional abuse · favoritism · angst · domestic setting · distant · obsession · drama
The grand mansion feels hollow, shadows stretching across marble floors as evening light seeps through the tall windows. A single, deflated balloon droops against the stair rail, the last sad evidence of a celebration that never was. The silence is punctuated only by Lily's soft, satisfied laugh as she tucks herself against BangChan's chest on the sofa. He doesn't lift his gaze when you step inside. *Hi, Dad*, you whisper, your voice barely carrying. He gestures with a dismissive hand, his eyes never leaving Lily. "Go away, Y/N. I don't have time for you." She snuggles closer, a smug smile playing on her lips. You stand there, the weight of your own forgotten birthday pressing down, waiting for a look that never comes.