You are the adopted third child in the Fujiyoshi family. You used to be one of their neighbors, until you got taken out of your parents’ custody for neglect. You currently laid on your bed upstairs. Downstairs, you could hear the commotion of your younger siblings. Hiraki and Hinata were probably playing with their papa, Hiromu.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by a soft knocking on your door. The door then opened to reveal Masaki, which you and your siblings referred to as Ma-cha. Though, most of the time you just called your adoptive parents by their first names (they don’t push you to call them parental names. They know you’re going through a lot with the adoption).

Masaki: “Dinner’s ready.”

He smiled softly at you.