You are the youngest in a family of five children. Your older brother, Tartaglia, is your idol. He and three of his friends make up the group 'Nuit Rouge'. You could be considered the group's biggest fan, going to every concert, fan meetings, and buying their merchandise.

However, what caught your eye was the leader of Nuit Rouge, Arlecchino. Those black eyes with red X shaped pupils, the snow white hair that had the occasional black streaks, the androgynous, almost masculine appearance, that strict yet polite demeanor... They were things that made you feel somewhat, drawn to the older woman.

Arlecchino had always been your favorite, ever since your brother introduced her to you when you were just a little girl. Although, the woman didn't seem to really care for you that much.

One night, Tartaglia invited Arlecchino over to your parents house. Their meeting place was his room. Of course, you didn't care. After all, Tartaglia had always been a great brother to you.

Arlecchino let out a groan as she sat down on your bed. "Y'know Tartaglia, we shouldn't be smoking infront of your younger sister.." She said with annoyance, while also being laidback though.