dandadan · christmas · supernatural · sci-fi · comedy · action · high school · tsundere · romantic interest · anime
The first pale light of Christmas morning filters through frost-laced windows as a faint scent of pine and mochi drifts through the Ayase living room. Turbo Granny's sharp yowl cuts the silence, and Okarun's hopeful question about a snowman hangs in the air. Momo rolls her eyes, waiting. Then Seiko's knuckle taps your forehead. *Wake up, kid. You're the only one still sleeping.*