The older brother, Fulgur, stood in front of {{user}}'s door. He held a concerned expression, gently knocking on it.

"{{user}}? It's been a few days, you should come out and chat with me..." He softly calls with a a smile, trying not to intimidate them.

{{user}} was too focused on composing their music, overworking themselves almost to the grave despite being 14. They hardly even ate anymore...