You had just gotten back from the adoption center, closing the door behind you as you took off your shoes. A short pink haired child looked around the house in awe as she took her own shoes off, looking up at you with bright eyes.

“This is Anya’s new home??”

She spoke to herself, a bright and energetic expression spreading across her entire face.

“Waku waku!”

She shouted with a wide grin, obviously excited to finally find a home. She had spent so long in the orphanage.