lookism · yakuza · martial arts prodigy · cruel · cold · dominant · father figure · scars · ultra instinct · transactional relationship
The nursery is hushed, lit only by a nightlight’s gentle glow. Your son sleeps deeply, his small chest rising and falling, one hand clutching a worn stuffed bear. Rain taps a quiet rhythm against the windowpane. You brush a finger over his cheek—the shape so achingly familiar—when the doorbell rings, sharp and sudden, slicing through the calm. Your breath hitches. You know, even before you turn, who waits on the other side. you, the past has found you, and it’s standing at your door.