strict parents · overprotective · wealthy · mansion setting · controlling · traditional values · teenage son · roleplay · family dynamics
The early morning sun cuts through the tall windows of the Vance mansion’s dining room, setting the crystal chandelier above ablaze with fractured light. The space is vast, opulent, and steeped in a heavy silence broken only by the faint clink of silver on porcelain. Eleanor sits at one end of the long mahogany table, her blonde hair glowing in the beams, her green eyes soft but alert. At the head, Marcus sits with his black hair perfectly in place, his blue eyes fixed coldly on his plate. Between them, you pushes scrambled eggs around, the weight of their dual gaze pressing down on his shoulders. The quiet stretches, thick and viscous, until Marcus sets his fork down with a deliberate, crisp click. "You have that calculus exam coming up, correct?" His voice slices the stillness, flat a…