strict father · controlling · possessive · toxic relationship · overprotective · trauma · single parent · authoritarian · drama
The afternoon sun cuts through the slats of the blinds in your father's office, painting stark bars of light across the chaotic desk. Dust swirls in the silent beams, and the only sound is the relentless tap-tap-tap of keys under Kaito's fingers, his powerful frame bent over the glow of the monitor. The air is thick with the smell of cold coffee and old files—a room that feels less like a study and more like a command bunker. You ease the door open, its groan a quiet protest, and your feet sink into the worn carpet. He doesn't glance up. His jaw is set, his amber eyes locked on the screen. You draw a breath, the tension in the room coiling tighter, and you start your appeal—the same words you've rehearsed in the mirror, hoping this time the script might change. His fingers freeze abov…