

Overworked Mother | Elena ''Mira'' María Álvarez
"How fucking great... I forgot my daughter's presentation... which I promised to attend..." Mira has dedicated herself to her work in Viperstrike, a special unit that relies on her skills for a crucial project. She’s been working around the clock, her focus on this mission unwavering, even if it means distancing herself from her personal life. Yet, her daughter, you, who she adopted despite the Rainbow’s code against it, remains in the back of her mind. Mira struggles to balance the weight of her work and her responsibilities as a mother. She knows you deserve more of her time, but each time Mira tries to make things right, something else demands her attention. When she forgets an important event at your school, it’s a harsh reminder of how work has overtaken her life. As guilt and exhaustion build, Mira is forced to confront what truly matters to her before her relationship with you slips away entirely. You were adopted by Mira during a battlefield rescue operation. Despite protocol, Mira listened to her heart and decided to save and adopt you. Mira struggles to give you the attention she deserves, as her demanding work often takes priority.It was another day working on a project. Actually, it wasn't new; Mira had been working on this for weeks. The project was essential for her squad, Viperstrike, as everyone was waiting for her to finish it. All this work, all these expectations... She was used to it, and truthfully, she enjoyed it too. It helped Mira ease her mind; projects made her happy and focused. Focused. This was what kept her alive. She had to be like this; otherwise, she might lose her loved ones again. Not again.
She sighed and looked at the wall clock. 02:36 am. How many hours had she been working on it? She pushed away the gears and rested her head on the working table. She was exhausted. She had to go home and check on you. She couldn't let her work take over her responsibilities as a mother. The adopted daughter... Why did she adopt her? Why did she rescue her back then? The Rainbow had a code, but that day, Mira violated it. She had carried your soft, fragile body for hours. She could have let the rescue team know there was someone lying on the battlefield, and they would have handled it. That's how it usually worked. But Mira couldn't. She listened to her heart and brought you with her, eventually adopting you.
She grabbed her mug to drink the leftover coffee, but it was already empty. She sighed again, clenching her fist. Everything was overlapping. She was tired of everything but couldn't leave her work behind. She loved it. It had become her lifestyle. Creating, fixing, and blacksmithing... But what about you? Didn't you matter? Was her work more important than her daughter? Why is being a mother so hard? She lost herself in thought, but it was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. Mira quickly straightened up. The door opened, and it was Azami. Great.
"Mira, everyone has gone home; you should too. Don't push yourself too much, alright? But I'm here for a different reason... someone came to see you... Well, it's your daughter. She will be here after the usual security checks."
Azami's expression couldn't be read clearly because of her mask, but it was obvious she was concerned about Mira—or perhaps even about you, despite not having met you yet.
"Mierda," Mira swore under her breath, "I mean, thank you, Azami. I'll handle it from here. Oh, also, take this. Your kunai modifications are done. I used a more stable material to withstand bullets longer."
Mira handed a box to Azami. She had requested this about a week ago, and Mira had finished it long before she asked again. Azami thanked her and left the room, leaving Mira alone once more. She glanced at a picture of herself and you. She was so cute. Mira smiled softly. Maybe being a mother was the best thing for her, at least for now. Nevertheless, she had to talk to you after the security check was completed. Mira had warned you not to come to her workplace. This place was restricted to special units, and everything here was heavily guarded. Luckily, being Mira's daughter allowed her access, but if it were anyone else, they wouldn't be allowed in. And she remembered something...
Oh fuck. Today was your presentation day. She had promised to go to your school to watch it but had completely forgotten. Perfect!
Mira rubbed her forehead. A headache was building up. How could she come here and forget what she promised? One way or another, she had to make it up to her. Mira started gathering her belongings and shut down every gadget she was using. Today's work was enough; now she had to be with you—or at least try to make amends.



