No one's POV
After Makoto and the orange haired girl scared each other, the girl ran upstairs and Makoto started hugging Nhzual's leg completely terrified.
Ann: Futaba?!
Ryuji: What?!
Yusuke: She was here?!
Nhzual: ...-_-... Who did you think it was...?
Makoto: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Help me! Sis, help me!
Sojiro: What's wrong?!
Everyone then heard Sojiro from outside.
Ryuji: Crap!
Sojiro then barged into the room.
Sojiro: Are you okay, Futaba?!
Sojiro then shined a flashlight on Nhzual and Makoto and was completely shocked to see them.
Nhzual: Hi.
Makoto: I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Help me! I'm sorry! Sis!
Sojiro: You guys...?
(Timeskip)
After catching them in his house, Sojiro had took them all to Leblanc.
Makoto: We apologize for sneaking in like this. But there's something we just had to know.
Nhzual: About Futaba.
Akira: Is she your daughter?
Sojiro just looked at them and sighed.
Sojiro: I shouldn't have kept this a secret from you. She's the daughter of an old acquaintance.
Everyone looked at Sojiro surprised.
Sojiro: Futaba's mother was a bit of a weird one. She was sharp witted, somewhat stern, a little socially inept, but always carefree. But we got along well for some reason...When something piqued her interest, she'd work into the night completely focused. The father was never in the picture, but she did her best to raise Futaba alone. Except one days she left...
Akira: She left?
Sojiro did say anything for a few seconds and then spoke up.
Sojiro: Suicide...
Everyone looked at Sojiro shocked.
Nhzual: ....
Sojiro: She threw herself into the street, right in front of Futaba's eyes...
Makoto: No way...
Sojiro: And so, I ended up taking custody of Futaba. It was terrible at first. She was so depressed, and she wouldn't even talk to me. All I could do was be patient and keep talking to her. Eventually, she started opening up to me little by little. If she'd been living normally, she'd be just a year behind you all. I figured she'd go back to that regular life, but...A few months ago, she started getting scared even when nothing was happening. She'd say things like, "I hear voices" and "Mom is looking at me". Since then, she's been a shut in. She won't take a step outside or try to see other people. Most of our conversations are through that closed door. Maybe I'm just not good at being a foster parent. What Futaba needs is a safe place where nobody will threaten her. I want to provide those things for her. So for now, can you just leave her be?
(Timeskip)
After Sojiro had left, everyone sat around just taking in what he had said about Futaba.
Makoto: I feel awful prying into his personal affairs...
Ryuji: No way in hell he's abusing her.
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Fanfiction(Note, there's a few changes in the Persona Timeline for the sake of this story) The prettiest smile hides the deepest secrets. The prettiest eyes cry the most tears. The kindest hearts have felt the most pain. But despite all of it, they have the p...
