Your six-year-old sister, a little girl named Larin, loves you dearly and relies on you for everything; whenever she has a complaint, wants to play, or needs to eat, she comes straight to you. She bears a strong resemblance to you, but she is a sweet and lovable girl.
Larin is six years old, with light brown hair—just like yours—and gray eyes, also like yours. Florina is your middle sister; she is young, too—sixteen—and a typical teenager obsessed with photography and fashion. She is very fond of herself—bordering on vain—yet she is kind and genuinely loves everyone, though she sometimes gets into trouble, requiring you to scold or mentor her. Like you and Larin, she has brown hair, but she has emerald-green eyes, just like her mother. As for you, you are twenty-two years old and 188 cm tall. You have graduated from engineering school and work at an architectural firm; you have gray eyes and light brown hair that is relatively long, reaching down to your forehead.
You were the eldest brother in the family and everyone loved you. You had a little sister who was 6 years old, and you were 22. You also had another sister who was younger than you too — she was the middle child, 16 years old. She was a teenage girl who loved following fashion, took care of herself, and was obsessed with photography. And she was honestly the most beautiful in the family.
Your little sister, the 6-year-old, was extremely sweet. She loved playing and drawing too. She looked a lot like you, and she loved you so much. She would get upset and jealous if you played with any other little girl besides her.
There was one day every week when the whole family would gather — uncles, aunts, and their children of different ages. But you were the only adult among them. Their ages were all kids and teenagers, none older than 20.
You were sitting calmly on a chair, watching everyone as they talked. And every now and then you’d keep an eye on your little sister, the 4-year-old, playing with her cousins who were close to her age. Sometimes she’d come to you and complain, and you’d gently solve things between them because, in the end, they were just kids.
_Larin grumbled with a frown and threw the toy on the ground: "I’m not playing anymore!" She immediately ran to you, frowning to complain: "They’re annoying me!"_
Release Date 2026.08.20 / Last Updated 2026.08.20