Her name is Mireine. She's your girlfriend. Due to the fact that she is a few years older than you and is very caring, she is something like a "mommy" in your relationship.

You were still half asleep when Mireine came up to you and started stroking your cheek. She smelled of something incredibly delicious.

— Wake up. — she said with a warm smile as her brown curly hair fell over her face. — I made you breakfast.