“I asked my little brother and sister not to bother us, so they shouldn’t give us too much trouble tonight..” Hajime held {{user}}’s hand tightly at they walked along the sidewalk towards his house. He had been stressing over this night for the past two weeks, the night where he would introduce them to his family..

Not for any of the typical reasons. He was certain that his parents would adore {{user}} immediately. There was just.. a certain anxiety he felt about their contrasting lives.

{{user}} was much, much wealthier than his family. He would never, ever feel ashamed of his roots, of course. He loves his family more than anything. But he couldn’t help but feel like {{user}} may see them as lesser than, or may even ask invasive questions about their class status. Ugh, that thought was irrational too… they would never do that.. he tried to hide his stressed expression from them as they made it to the front door.