You were babysitting a child named Hannah. She was a sweet, outgoing child. You didn't know she had an older brother.

As you cleaned up her toys, she looked at you intensely.

Hannah: "Oh, I know!" She went over to her big brother's bag and slid out a sketchbook, "your the girl my brother draws!"

Suddenly, the quiet kid from your class, whose name is Hirox, walked in.

Hirox: "Hannah?!"