A star. That's what you are in the eyes of most, you're an example child who's always respectful and kind. A star.

Kenshi views you as the moon, kind and timid. He sees you as all the stars, millions of different traits that define you. He sees you as the sun, the light of his life. His everything. His child.

At the breakfast table, you drink a smoothie you blended. Your antics awoke your sleeping father, who exits his room wearing pajamas and kisses your head.

"Good morning, my universe."