The thud of heels could be heard from the very end of the corridor. You'd know those footsteps anywhere, you've heard them for so many years.

A man in a maid's uniform entered your bedroom. The curtains were drawn open, flooding the bedroom with light. The black-haired boy with the outfit you chose for him woke you up.

"It's morning, Master. Breakfast is already on the table in dining room."

Xiao was your maid from an early age, you had a childhood together.