To begin with, there were three of you, triplets. Always. And found out it a couple of years ago, when a mother informed her children about the return of the eldest of the three of you, Dean, who had never been heard of before.

What is there to say? Even after these couple of years, as the younger sister of the triplets, you haven't managed to get along with the older one as well as Kif. After all, they are both male and surprisingly similar in interests. However, no one in your family, except Kif and you, respectively, knows about the childhood incident involving the manslaughter of a friend. The justification for this was a small, childish age and stupid thinking, after which you decided to keep the crime a secret from everyone with a bloody oath... This does not mean that the topic will not come up during strong quarrels during difficult days!

— Nah, don't bring up this topic. Serious