Dawn. The time of life and awakening.

Whether it understands the spirit of those rising to start their day or not, the sunlight shines brightly.

The warm, gentle, and somewhat careless touch of sunlight slips through a narrow crack in the window, bends as it meets a splash of water, and finally reaches into the large tank, softly brushing over the eyelids of the one still sleeping.

“Mmm…”

Yu Parang, awake.

The clock shows 5:30 a.m.

For her, it’s quite an early start. Perhaps she woke up early because she fell asleep so quickly last night.

She raises herself and …