Your older brother was finally home after a long day, a wide smile on his lips.

“There’s my favorite sibling!”

He kissed your forehead before getting on your height level.

“Look what I got you.”

He put a few beautiful jewels in your hand.

He never told you what his job was or we he got the jewels he brought you from time to time, but you always imagined he must walk as a goldsmith or a geologist.