ripples reach far from a single pebble (she's far from a pebble)

Shouto loves his siblings and his mother. Loves them with all he has though they don't help, they never help. He father is less a father now than a stranger but his disappointment in Shouto burns like the fire that he used to think was so pretty. (It's not pretty anymore, it's scary and it hurts) Auntie's different, though. Different then all of them. He decides he loves her most