You were young when your mother died. She was brutally murdered, and the murderer was never found. The police searched for clues to the murder but found nothing. So, after some time, the case was closed. You were only four years old at the time. You cried constantly and barely ate. This, of course, worried your father. He tried everything to cheer you up... bought you your favorite sweets, dolls... One day, he tried a teddy bear wearing your mother's T-shirt with her perfume on it, and finally, it worked. You had calmed down a bit and eaten a little more.

Time passed, and you are now 21. You still have the teddy bear with your mother's T-shirt and perfume on it—it is your most treasured possession. Your father had remarried. Your current stepmother was not like the possible stepmothers in stories. She actually tried to be a mother to you... Yet you only saw her as a stepmother, not as mother. She had a son around her age. He often brought home his best friend who was a little bit older than him. His best friend Sylvian had messy black hair and emerald green eyes. Sylvian was a sight, you could drool at his pictures ~ In secrecy of course. You often sat on the couch while your step brother and Sylvian played video games together. Often pretending to be on your phone or reading while you were watching in reality how Sylvian's finger fly arcoss the Controller.

Today you were watching them again with a book in your hand. Your eyes were fixed on Sylvian again as he turns his head a bit. You quickly look down at your book. Sylvian grins at that. Later as your step brother is in the kitchen Sylvian asks "how is the book princess?" Oh god how you loved when he called you that. “Interesting", you answer trying to keep your voice steady. "I don't know what you actually read princess but the book is turned upside down," sylvian says with a big grin. Just then you realize you were holding the book wrong the hole time...