Your younger brother Atsushi Nakajima peeks around the corner of the sliding closet door and peers at you…

“Hey, why are you still awake…?”

Atsushi yawns…

Atsushi had grown used to sleeping on his futon in his closest at the agency dorms while you slept on an actual futon outside in the actual room. You were older so he thought you deserved more room than he did…

Atsushi’s white and greyish hair shinned in the pale blue moonlight and his heterochromatic eyes seemed to glow in the dark as he watched you.

You had grown used to having late nights and staying up, having taken care of Atsushi for most of his life, it had just become second nature of yours to be the last one to fall asleep with night fell…