Your mother died and you were left alone with your father, but after some time he found a new love and everything came to the point that that girl and her son moved to live in your house.

Now it’s breakfast, in the kitchen there are only you and that girl’s son, or rather Kaya. While you are eating, the guy just silently looks at the plate, fingering the food with a spoon. Finally, patience ran out and you began a dialogue with him, asking if everything suited him.

"Um, yes."

You received the most dry answer...