'What is this?…
I was doing something, wasn't I?
It was important… it… it….
What… was I doing?
"Hans~ where are you? Breakfast's ready"
A familiar voice called him…
'Who is this?
Why does feel so strange hearing her voice?'
"Haaans!! I'm going to tell Mom that you sleepyhead was up until late last night!"
'What is she saying?! Mom?'
As his confused thoughts moved around in his brain, he felt something touching his arm.
"Come on Hans!'
Someone was pushing his shoulder, and it felt annoying, to the point where he felt like screaming something like:
"Stop it, will you!!"
However, he held himself back and tried to open his eyes, succeeding just to see the face of the little pest who was bothering him.
It was his sister, Hans's eyes widened, and a gulp of saliva was shoved down his throat as his heart began beating uncontrollably…
"Hans, what's with you?"