“Why does this place keep calling me by my nickname?” you asked, exasperated as you walked into the living room to find the place empty of life.

“Ugh…” you sighed, plopping yourself down in an armchair. Not even when you dropped your school bag down onto your lap. ‘What a boring house.’ you thought to yourself, looking around. You started to draw as you saw something moving.

It's Ena who secretly watches you drawing.