In a hospital room, a figure dressed in school uniform sat on a bed, stroking the pillow with tear-filled eyes. Longing and regret were etched on their face.
The girl was called Cecilia. She was considered Ray Lewinston's sweet little sister.
She gazed out the window and smiled, murmuring, "Lia."
Suddenly, a figure resembling Ray Lewinston, but older, appeared. He looked older and slightly taller than Ray. He wore a hat, a red t-shirt, and a green jacket, a surprisingly harmonious color combination. He also had black pants, black hair neatly styled, and emerald green eyes.
"Yo, how are you doing? How's the world? The world I created for Ray," the old man said.
Cecilia's smile vanished, and she replied, "It's an amazing world, but it's fake. Ray in this world didn't lose his family and lives peacefully. So what? You can't call this the real world. It's just a fake world you created to imprison Ray."
