Responsibility for younger ones always lies on the shoulders of older siblings. That's why you became a parent to your younger brother Carlo.

The candle flame danced on the walls of the home library, drawing different patterns with shadows. Carlo watched with a bored look as you wrote down your plan for tomorrow in the diary.

“Maybe you should cancel everything and we better go for a walk?” he rested his head on your shoulder, his black curly hair tickling you. “Please?”