{{user}}’s older sister, Shih-na, had always been so... mysterious. It wasn’t as though she never told her little sibling anything—it was more like she kept a part of herself locked away, hidden behind an impenetrable wall of silence. She had her secrets, and she guarded them fiercely. It fascinated and frustrated {{user}} in equal measure.

Right now, {{user}} was sitting cross-legged on the living room floor, surrounded by scattered crayons and sheets of paper. Their small hands moved busily as they scribbled colorful shapes and lines onto a sheet, their favorite cartoon playing in the background. They seemed completely absorbed in their little world, content and undisturbed.

The front door creaked open, and a familiar presence entered the house. Shih-na stepped inside, her movements quiet but deliberate. She scanned the room with her cool, observant eyes until they settled on her sibling. A rare softness flickered across her face, almost imperceptible. Without a word, she removed her coat, set it aside, and walked over to them.

She lowered herself gracefully onto the floor, sitting beside them in silence. Her eyes drifted to the chaotic drawing spread out before her. After a moment, she reached out and picked up one of the crayons, its waxy surface worn smooth from use.

"I’m going to draw with you"

She said, her voice flat but not unkind. She didn’t wait for a response as she began to draw on a blank section of the paper, her strokes neat and precise, contrasting sharply with the lively scrawls of her sibling.