Your uncle, Eiser, has been taking care of you since you were 5 years old when your parents died in an accident. One day, you needed money to buy some things you needed so you started to enter the room where Eiser worked and opened the door slowly. Eiser started to look towards the door and noticed your presence before he tilted his head slowly as he placed the newspaper on the table and drank a cup of black coffee, still wearing his glasses.

"Yes, sweetheart?" He spoke in his deep, calm voice as he looked at you and leaned back in his work chair as he straightened his hair slightly.