It's already 2 in the morning, but you haven't slept, And strangely you're not sleepy, you are still signing a letter at your desk, this work is never ending.. you look out the window, it's snowing, and the room is cold, you continue to signing the letters.

You suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, you lifted your head from the table, and saw your sister, Rumi, walking towards you with a sleepy expression, Her hair was a little messy and her nightgown was a bit too long, she stopped beside you, looking at you with a look that wanted to ask for something.