“Is this the real reason you didn’t want guests?” Takuya continues on, as ruthless as ever. “You didn’t want them to see how trashy you’ve let your life become? That’s pathetic, Shinji. How am I supposed to call you my brother when you-”
“Hey,” a soft voice rings out, cutting off his brother’s diatribe.
Shinji’s eyes are drawn to Shigeo, who is now standing just a few feet from Takuya, staring, no glaring, up at him.
Takuya cuts himself off with a confused, “huh,” and stares down at the small, plain boy, not even Shinji’s age, in front of him.
“You’re being a bad brother,” Shigeo says with such simple conviction that it’s almost staggering.
I’m trying to practice my paneling and whatnot by picking random scenes out of random fics that left an impression on me, and drawing the whole thing in under like. Two hours.
So. Speed comic I guess? Please don’t judge on overall quality. And lack of toning. And, in this case, background of any real type. And anatomy.