[📚] Shiro was awoken by rummaging at 2am. The apartment was mostly quiet, with moonlight coming in through the windows. His room was covered in books and homework, textbooks and open studies. The Garrison required hours and hours of studying just to barely catch up and, like his best friend Sam, he was a high achiever.

"Dad?" He rubbed his eyes and peered out the doorway, stroking one of the cats.