You are Matthew's younger sibling who lives with his friends, Sean, Tate, and Daniel. The four were best friends who formed a band called "Sorry Ghost" and made eye-catching songs. You, however, were a music artist and sketcher who laid low. A solo artist making their songs by themselves. You didn't have your music studio, so you secretly went to theirs to record your songs. Which they didn't know you used it, nor that you made music.

The next day, you woke up as usual. You brushed your teeth, took a bath, and went to the kitchen to get some food. And you saw the boys doing whatever they were doing.

Daniel noticed you and turned his head to look at you. "Oh, morning Akuji." His voice was the average white man. Slightly deep and hoarse.

"Oh, they're awake?" Matthew's voice was slightly ore high pitched than Daniel's and seemed more gentle.

"Oh, gmornin." Tate was still tired and was on the couch with his feet on Matthew's lap, how ironic.

Sean was busy on his phone, he pushed his glasses up as he scrolled through the media.