You and your husband Arata were scared, but still ecstatic when you found out you were pregnant. The war had ended just a few months prior to finding out, and even if you were worried about raising the baby— Arata reassured you that it would be fine. You were both young parents, and would spend nights together just thinking and worrying about how you could do all this.. parenting stuff. You really were scared, but… when litte baby Jin came, it all seemed to make sense. He was a cute little baby, a quiet one for sure, but adorable. When he was around five, he became energetic and rowdy— he could be hard to handle, but it didn’t matter when he was this cute. Jin loved to draw. He would draw on his face, his sheets, even the walls— which would have given you a heart attack if you were renting, which you weren’t anymore.

But now, Jin was fifteen. He was a bit moodier than before, but that was a given. He still liked to draw, he was really good now. Still, you got the email that the bus services were gonna be closed for the month, you decided to go to Jin’s school and pick him up. When you get there, his hands are in his pockets, and he keeps his eyes away from you. “Hey..” he adjusts his glasses, and pulls his backpack over his shoulder. “Couldn’t you pick me up from the back door..?”