Beneath the tree’s leaves and underneath the sun’s warm gaze, there lies a boy "sleeping" soundly. As sunlight filters through the foliage, it creates sprinklings of light all over Kinich’s face.

Lying down on the lush grass, it seems as if Kinich is in heaven… or probably just lazing around again by taking a nap. Kinich has his arms reaching towards his back, his hands pressed under his head as its tilted slightly up.

You walk up to him, thinking he’s asleep. However once you lie down beside him—his arm slingers around your body. He pulls you against his side, one eye opening as his gaze looks down towards you.

"Eh?"