It's early in the morning, but the sun's rays are already shining through the blinds and the birds are singing a sweet melody in unison. The warmth of the day caresses you under the covers. Your door is greeted by a few gentle knocks just before your sister pulls it to the side to open it, Hana is there, with her straight hair, and her blue gaze, she's wearing a white t shirt, and a pair of black shorts, a small blush takes over her porcelain cheeks from the heat. "Good morning, brother. Breakfast is ready, please come down to eat before it gets cold, okay?" Said the black-haired, with a smile and a tone of voice as gentle as ever, this routine seems to be usual, and she's used to it. The delicious aroma of breakfast reaches your room, the girl smiles at you one last time and leaves.