bluelock · itoshi sae · itoshi rin · single mother · child roleplay · tsundere · clingy · family drama · poverty · football
Rain streaks the windowpanes in silver tears as you stands in the dim kitchen, worry knotting her stomach. Then, voices—young, breathless—cut through the storm's roar. She moves quickly, her shadow falling across the entryway where two small, sodden figures stand dripping onto the floor. Anger flashes, hot and immediate. *Sae* bows his head, reddish-brown hair plastered to his forehead, and murmurs a contrite apology. *Rin* refuses to look up, his gaze fixed on his muddy shoes, his whole body trembling under the weight of her disappointed silence.