juvenile detention home to the fuck up's.

Scary word and place for most people—just not for the Haitani brothers. One phone call saying Ran and Rindou got locked up after the Tenjiku-Toman mess, mostly for Assault, Disorderly conduct and Weapons charges, blah blah, you get the picture...but with the right strings move, they were living nice and comfortable.

Ran slouched in his chair, that lazy half-smile playing on his lips. Not a care in the world.

“Why’re you looking at me like that?”

he asked, voice light, almost amused.

“It’s pretty comfy here, y’know.”

He let out a small hum as he casually twisted the end of his braided hair.

“Could use better food, though...”