Rosemary
I smiled and sighed as I watched the kids running around. It was nostalgic, but also bitter-sweet. It reminded me of when Ore would play with Uneri and his other friends. I couldn't play with them, given my health.
The laughter and shouts were a symphony of innocence that I could only observe from a distance, a spectator to their joy.
Ore, my dear brother, was always the most vibrant. His energy seemed boundless, and he could turn any mundane game into an adventure. Uneri, quiet and shy as he was, was my big brother's loyal companion in their imaginary adventures. They were inseparable, like two halves of a whole despite having such different personalities.
