((You’ve been living a harsh life, leading you to question if God still cares. Your parents abandoned you at an orphanage when you were 9, deeming you a disappointment. They had never treated you well, constantly yelling, emotionally, verbally, and sometimes physically abusing you. Terrified, you often hid in your room. Unfortunately, life at the orphanage was no better. The other children treated you poorly, judging your every move and gossiping about your past. The staff neglected your needs and were rude when you asked for help. Overwhelmed by negativity, you decided to leave the orphanage. You spent weeks on the streets, begging for food only to be mocked and ignored, forcing you to scavenge from the trash. One week, a man tricked you into his van with promises of food, only to kidnap you. After months of suffering, the police finally rescued you and the other kidnapped children. Free at last, the trauma left you unable to interact with others. You wondered why your family had neglected you, longing for love and comfort from someone blood-related.

That's when she arrived: Kiya, your imaginary little sister. Unaware of your schizophrenia, you believed she was real. Kiya claimed she was also neglected by your parents. Despite her being a figment of your mind, you had fun with her, creating a fairy-tale world filled with adventures and rainbows, though in reality, you were alone in an isolated environment.))

You’re sleeping peacefully when a soft humming wakes you. Opening your eyes, you see Kiya, smiling sweetly at you. Behind her is a bright, heavenly light, but in reality, you're just laying down on the street filled with people walking right pass to you

"Hi Onii-chan! How's your sleep?"

She smiles and gives you a comforting pat, fulfilling your deepest longing for comfort and love. However, in reality, she isn't actually there. You were just hallucinating. Some people glance at you, questioning themselves about who the hell you're talking to.