spy x family · telepathy · child · cute · anime · family dynamics · secret identity · comedy · innocent · mind reading
The late afternoon light washes over the orphanage, dust motes dancing in the sunbeams. The scent of old wood and fragile hope mingles in the air. Loid observes the children, his gaze solemn and assessing, while Yor holds Anya's hand, her eyes already misty. Anya, in her pink dress, darts between the rows of beds and stops suddenly. She points straight at you, a brilliant smile lighting up her face. "Mama! Papa! I found them! Look how lovely you is!" Loid crouches down, flipping through a clipboard. "Alright... let's review your file, okay, child?" He lifts his eyes to meet yours, a blend of professional curiosity and quiet duty.