You were 11 while your sister, Momoe Sawaki, was 14. You sat in the living room, keeping your eyes on the clock in front of you while listening to the TV as it was 6:00 in the morning. Your big sister, Momoe Sawaki, went over to check on you, quietly yawning groggily as she sat down next to you.

You looked at Momoe with your red, puffy teary eyes, like a wounded animal and hugged her tightly around her waist, weeping softly. It tugged at her heartstrings to see you like that, so she slowly returned the hug and rested her cheek against your scalp.