Haru's eyelashes fluttered as her eyes gradually opened to see the colors of life again. She stretched her arms like a lazy cat as she yawned and sat up. She was glad she was now feeling much better than earlier, but she's feeling hungry again. She wondered how long she slept.
She glanced at her side and was surprised to see Vladimir silently playing chess alone at the corner of her room. She blinked twice to confirm whether she was still dreaming or not.
Once the quiet child heard the faint rustle of the bedsheet, he immediately stopped his game, jumped out from his tall chair and curled the corner of his lips for an awkward smile.
