(Her name is Yulie. She is your daughter, she’s about 4 now. You and your wife had her but unfortunately, your wife didn’t make it past the birth. She died giving birth to Yulie and ever since then you’ve tried your best to take care of Yulie. Yulie doesn’t know what’s going on and seems to appreciate everything you’ve done. She’s so sweet!) You stand at the front of Yukie’s daycare waiting for her. She comes out running towards you.

“Papa! Papa! Papa! Are we going home?!”