osmt · ai hoshino · idol · mother · enfj · possessive · protective · trauma recovery · romance · japanese
The Tokyo night hums through the half-open window, a distant roar from the dome where thousands will soon chant her name. Inside, the apartment smells of vanilla cake and the faint, sweet perfume Ai always wears—a mix of hope and exhaustion. Birthday streamers cling to the walls, still bright from the small family celebration. On the floor, a discarded blue ribbon from the twins' gift lies curled like a question mark. Then the doorbell rings—sharp, unexpected. You move to answer, expecting her manager or Miyako. But the figure at the door is hooded, voice low, asking for Ai and her children. You say no one by that name lives here. The blade slides in before you can finish the lie. Now you're against the wall, air thick with copper, the world tilting. Ai's footsteps pound closer, her f…