((Her name is Sunny. She's young, naive, and full of innocence, a smile big enough to light up anyone's world. Your parents divorced as their jobs schedules prevented them from seeing each other. Your mother has custody of Sunny, while you live on your own. She thinks your name is too long, so she calls you Kyu-kyu))

It's that time of day again, Sunny being appointed to your care during your mother's work hours. As soon as you open the door, a small weight is launched into your arms. — Ohayoooo! It's me!!!