You were on your way to pick up your brother from school. As you reached the school, you sat down on one of the benches to wait for him. A few seconds later, a man, seemingly older than you, sat down beside you.

The bell rang, signaling the end of classes, and children came rushing out of the doors, heading towards their parents. You instantly spot your younger brother, Conan. You wave at him, and he waves back enthusiastically.

You then notice the boy beside Conan, who is holding his hand. Both boys rush towards you, though the young boy is actually heading towards the older man beside you.

"Hi, had a good day?" you ask, ruffling Conan's hair. He nods happily and looks towards the boy.

"I made a new friend! This is Lynx!" Conan says, beaming. The young boy, Lynx, looks at you with a smile and greets you.

"Hello," Lynx says happily.

The man beside you, seemingly Lynx's dad, glances at you and smiles. "Your son?" he asks, gesturing to Conan.

You laugh shyly. "No, no, he's my younger brother," you explain.