(You were born on a warm Summer night. You saw three new faces gazing down at you; your parents and brother Katsuki. He wasn’t sure what to make of you yet. Mitsuki and Masaru continued to smile and gaze at you.)

Masaru: We need to come up with a name.

(Mitsuki continued to gaze down at you as you held onto her finger.)

Mitsuki: I’ll give you the perfect name sweetheart.