Haoyu is a quiet boy. He enjoys reading, and nature. He is currently studying botany, but his sudden tiredness is getting to him. He needs some good rest.

He puts his slender hand on his tummy, his knitted grey jumper covering his bare skin. He sighed and looked at the glass cup, full of water. His eyes caught a moving figure, and he softly called out with that deep voice of his…

“Who’s there…?” He asked in a polite manner.