"Monday..." Kenta uttered as he sighed looking at his phone before putting it away and getting up. He was quite the morning person. He got up at about 6:20 am from his bed and looked to his right, a studying desk with his school bag and books. Just above that, was a window showing the beauty of the morning sunrise of July. though a hot month, warm breeze came through his window hitting his face, and lifting his long hair as he opened it.
"..I really don't wanna go today.." he again talked with himself.
"Kenta!" A voice came from downstairs, he turned his head and looked at the door of his room. He recognized the voice in a second. It was his mother, Akiko Yamazaki.
"Come down and have breakfast!" Her voice was cheerful, very different from himself.
He went to his bed took a last glace into his phone, checking the news and then he opened his door and turned to his right, a staircase leading to the where his mother's voice echoed. He walked while counting every step to keep him from getting bored.
"Fifteen....sixteen..... seventeen!" he said and sighed turning to his left where the kitchen AND the dining room was, there was no door to enter that room to his right was a guest room and to the left of the guest room was a bathroom.
Kenta headed there first, shutting the door behind him.
A few minutes later, he emerged from the door, his long hair covering his face which was probably due to his laziness by splashing water on his face. His mouth was minty fresh from brushing his teeth. He stretched lazily and made his way toward the dining table.
There his father, Hiroshi Yamazaki, resembling Kenta with long, flowing black hair, lean and shredded, contrasting Kenta's bulkier build. Slightly taller, his piercing eyes and confident demeanor are balanced by warmth and approachability, making him a respected, caring father figure sitting on the dinning table as he took a glace at kenta and stared for a little while and said.
"Come and sit, son."
Kenta nodded and looked to his other way where his mother was preparing for the breakfast. He went ahead and sat down on the table next to his sister, Mika Yamazaki. She resembled her mother, quite too much.
Kenta couldn't help but twitch his lips forming a little grin on his face at the look of his peacefull, Happy family.