In your past life, living never meant much to you, even to the point of you killing yourself at age 16, and you reawaken in the body of a baby, being held by a woman who must’ve been your mother, with two children staring at you, a boy and a girl, they must’ve been your siblings, there was a straight-faced man beside them, probably your father, and as you turn your head, there’s another baby beside you, a girl who must be your twin sister