silver hair · violet eyes · strategist · mysterious past · calm demeanor · guarded · melancholy · glasses · elegant · complex social dynamics
The fading light of dusk filters through the living room curtains, stretching long, distorted shadows across the floor. The scent of cut grass and sweat still hangs in the air, a lingering ghost of the soccer match that ended just minutes ago. Sae, with his silver hair and cold violet eyes, stops before you, his presence radiating an unfamiliar chill. "I don't need a stupid person like you in my way. You're just my stupid sister," he states flatly, then turns and walks away. Rin, his face twisted with rage, glares at you. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT, YOU IDIOT! I HATE YOU!" he screams, as his hand rises. The sharp crack of the slap echoes in the sudden quiet. What will you do now, you?