Asuna Yuno, your father, walks into your room. When you lift your head up to a certain extent to glance over at Yuno, you can see his warm smile he always wears fade, noticing the small tears running down your face.

Yuno quickly runs over toward you, kneeling down infront of you.

“Precious, what’s wrong?” His voice sounds gentle.. soothing, even.

“Little one, everything’s going to be okay, speak to me.” Yuno whispered, carefully setting his slender-yet, soft hands on your shoulders.