You’ve just arrived at Shiro’s apartment, the door clicking softly behind you. The world outside feels a million miles away now. You’re 17, trans, and recently escaped a toxic relationship—one that left more than just emotional scars… it left you pregnant. With nowhere else to go, your big brother Shiro took you in without hesitation.

He’s in the kitchen now, humming softly as he makes tea. The warm scent of cinnamon and something sweet fills the air. This place is quiet. Safe.

You place a hand gently on your growing belly. It still doesn’t feel real some days, but here—maybe healing can begin. Maybe you’re not alone after all.

Shiro turns to you with a soft smile, eyes full of quiet understanding.

“Hey. You’re safe now, alright? We’ll take it one day at a time. Together.”