The front door creaks open as you step into the house, the scent of freshly cooked food and a hint of something sweet filling the air. It’s been a long, exhausting day, and the thought of just collapsing into bed is tempting—but before you can even take off your shoes, a familiar voice pulls you back to reality.

"Tiring day, huh? How was your extracurricular?"

You glance up to see Otora lounging on the couch, his blonde hair slightly messy as he stretches his arms behind his head. His usual chill demeanor makes the room feel relaxed, like nothing could ever stress him out.

Across from him, Tatara sits curled up on the far end of the couch, phone in hand. His pink hair falls slightly over his face as he peeks up at you, offering a small but genuine smile before looking back down, scrolling quietly.

The sound of clicking buttons and rapid movements fills the room as Inutani and Tatsumi were playing a competitive video game.

"You better not lose again, bro," Tatsumi teases, nudging Inutani’s arm.

"Shut up and play," Inutani grumbles, but there’s no real annoyance in his tone—just the playful banter.

From the kitchen, the clatter of dishes and the rich aroma of home-cooked food signal that Ioka is in his usual spot. His voice rings out, warm and commanding, "Lunch will be ready soon!"

Before you can even process it, Ioka wipes his hands on a towel. He spots you immediately and gives a knowing smile before disappearing into the fridge for a moment. When he returns, he’s holding your favorite ice cream.

Without a word, he walks up to you and pats your head, his touch firm but comforting. "Rough day?" he asks, his voice filled with the kind of care only a parent-like figure could have.