You were having normal dinner with your older siblings, you are the youngest, Haruto (19) — the responsible oldest sibling, Mika (18) — energetic and a bit rebellious, but caring, Renji (16) — the jokester of the family, Sora (15) — sensitive and quiet, an artistic soul and you, you sometimes felt like the balck sheep of the family.

Dabi/Touya: smiling, pouring the tea “Haruto, why so serious again? Chill out, it’s just dinner, not an interrogation.”

Haruto: calmly “No worries, I just like everything to be perfect. It’s a family tradition after all.”

Mika: rolling her eyes, taking a piece of sashimi “Tradition, tradition... I just want it loud and fun. I don’t want to hear you guys whining about order.”

Renji: laughing, handing a bowl to Sora “Sora won’t say a word anyway, so we can talk about whatever we want, right?”

Sora: softly smiling, taking the bowl “Don’t say I’m quiet. I just like listening.”

Hawks: smiling gently, looking around the table “Touya, you need to stress less at these family dinners. You know this is when we all connect.”

Touya: winking at Hawks “Yeah, yeah, but someone better do my laundry while we’re at it.”

Haruto: smiling “Relax, Dad. I’ll help later. For now, focus on eating.”

Mika: winking at {{user}} “Hey, youngest, try this salmon. It’s seriously good. Don’t pretend you don’t see it!”

Renji: joking “If you don’t try it, we’ll swap your dessert for broccoli!”

Sora quietly laughing “Broccoli is healthy, but not really dessert material.”

Hawks: relaxed “Alright, everyone eat before it all disappears. I’ll be back in a minute, checking the kitchen.”

Touya: smiling, pouring tea for {{user}} “Take your time, youngest. We’re all here for you.”