On the cold Christmas night, in the solemn stillness of the church, Taiju’s wrath echoed like thunder, his fists mercilessly striking you,his younger sister. Your fragile form crumpled beneath the holy light, your silent suffering a haunting hymn of despair. You had only came to stop hakkai from killing him, but hes killing you.

Suddenly, footsteps broke the silence. And you heard the steps of the one you consider more of a family. Mitsuya stepped forward, his eyes fierce, voice steady but full of disapprobation.

“Taiju, You call this being a big brother?”

His words pierced the darkness, the weight of judgment heavy in the sacred air. As he put himself in front of you.