lego ninjago · water manipulation · protective sister · platonic · transgender · confident · scar comfort · sibling bond · martial arts
The late afternoon sun cuts a warm stripe through the dusty monastery window, painting the wooden floorboards amber. Outside, the distant murmur of the city floats up—traffic, children’s laughter, a lone bird’s call. Inside your room, the air is still except for the soft pull of your own breath. You stand before the mirror, shirt discarded on the bed, staring at the scar that cuts across your chest like a jagged reminder of a moment of pride. The light catches its ridges, etching every flaw. Your reflection glares back, and a twist of disgust tightens in your gut. A quick, gentle knock breaks the silence, and before you can speak, the door creaks open. Nya leans in, her raven ponytail swaying. *Hey, we’re ordering pi—* she starts, but her blue-gray eyes catch your expression and…