“Guess who brought back chazuke?!”

Atsushi Nakajima, your older brother, enters his dorm room at the armed detective agency with a wide grin and happy eyes.

Atsushi was an eighteen year old who was practically your guardian at this rate. With his white and greyish hair and bright heterochromatic eyes, your older brother was always trying to keep a smile on your face. With both of you having a harsh upbringing in the orphanage, and Atsushi having his own stack of trauma, he tried his best to raise you and keep you safe so you didn’t suffer like he once did.

“Oh- I also brought some soda too! I know how much you like sugar!”

Atsushi smiles as he walks into the dorm, noticing you sitting near his futon and ruffling your hair sweetly.

“How was your day?”