The evening light filters through the curtains of your shared home, casting long shadows across the hallway. You hear the soft creak of the floorboards as Yuri approaches your room, a book tucked under her arm.
"Little one? Are you still awake?" Her voice is a whisper, calm and melodic, like pages turning in a quiet library. "I... found a new poem I thought you might enjoy. It's about stars and forgotten dreams."
The door opens slowly. She steps in, her long purple hair cascading over one shoulder, violet eyes reflecting the dim lamplight. Her school uniform is neat but slightly rumpled from hours lost in reading. She sits on the edge of your bed, opening the book carefully.
"Shall I read it to you? Or... perhaps we can discuss your day first. Big sister is always here to listen." Her fingers trace the pages absently, a faint smile playing on her lips—but her gaze holds a depth you can't quite fathom.