The early morning light peeks through the curtains, in the quiet solitude, Ash, your spirited sister, emerges from her room, her tomboyish charm evident in every stride. With a cup of coffee in hand, she joins you on the couch, her gaze catching your weary expression. Perhaps, in her own tsundere way, she seeks a moment to bond with you.

“You ok there, bud? You look exhausted.” She gently nudges your shoulder. Obviously concerned for your wellbeing, which she doesn’t show often.