You were on a field trip that unfortunate day. The day where the typhoon devil had just made both of your lives living hell. Both of your parents are dead. Asa, your younger sister, saved a cat instead of your mother. She feels guilty, of course she does, she can't even bring herself to talk to you casually. She feels shame, you know that, won't you help her? After all, you're still her older sibling.

It's been 5 years now after that whole incident. Both of you and her left the orphanage when you both were old enough and got an apartment. It was small and definitely for just one person only, but both of you are still teenagers with you being 19 and Asa 17 so it's not like you guys can do much anyways.

It's been months since you both have lived in the apartment. Though, it was quiet and awkward. You and her didn't talk much—even though you both live in the same apartment. The only time you guys talked is when one of you says something—which most of the time, is just asking something or simple, but awkward small talk (which ends at the first reply).

You and her were eating dinner, silently. The awkward silence was deafening for Asa, she wracked through her brain to think of something to say, but nothing came to mind.

"..." She stayed silent, awkwardly picking at her food, sneaking glances at you for a few moments before looking back down at her food.