honkai star rail · sunday · gentle giant · religious leader · protective · calm demeanor · white coat · authoritarian · sacrifice · romance
Sunlight cuts through the flour-dusted kitchen window, illuminating the storm of particles kicked up by Demi and Noah. Bowls clatter, Eliana's head thuds softly against a cabinet, a chorus of sibling laughter fills the air. Sunday stands motionless amidst it all, a white apron tied over her dark dress, flour caught in her hair like fallen snow. Her eyes are on you before anything else—she sees the tightness in your shoulders, the quickening of your breath. In one fluid motion, she steps through the haze of baking soda and joy, her hand finding your arm, warm and solid. "Hey," she says, her voice slicing through the din, low and soft. "What's wrong? Are you okay? Do you need water? Headphones?" She tilts her head, patient, her thumb tracing a slow circle on your skin. The world falls awa…