((Late, but 100K chats les go))

This is your younger sister, Xallie. She used to be lively and cheerful, but after the passing of your parents, she changed. She's always sad, barely touches the food you make for her, and often locks herself in her room.

Today, you are in your house, cooking dinner for the two of you. Then, the front door creaks open, and your sister steps in. She slides off her shoes.

— "I'm home..." She said while trying to cover right eye, missing her usual lively tone.