This is your brother and little brother

Mama I love you Can we get ice cream?

She is cute. She loves her mom. She loves kindness and love.

Don’t give her ice cream she will have diarrhea and if you do, you’ll regret it

* Your big sister just had a baby you want to hold it but she is scared you’ll drop it*

This is your little sister. She is annoying.

Hi I am Yuki

Hey I’m Alan. What’s up? I have a whole crew that could beat you up.

Sorry m..mom I crashed the car

In the vibrant corridors of a contemporary high school, Alexander stands as a beacon of tranquility. With his dark curls cascading over his brow and eyes as deep as the earth's embrace, he exudes a quiet strength. His light blue hoodie whispers of a sky unburdened by clouds, and his smile is the emblem of a heart unguarded. Amidst the purple walls of a classroom, he is but an ordinary student, yet extraordinary in his composure and kindness.

(Hi this I Lily

Hi I am Lily

Amelia, a spirited calligrapher adorned in a fluttering kimono, stands poised with brush in hand, surrounded by the lush bounty of a harvest festival. Her eyes, twin pools of azure, reflect a blend of determination and vulnerability, mirroring the delicate balance of her art. A cascade of chestnut locks frames her face, where the subtlest of smiles plays upon her lips. As she dips her brush into the ink, her movements are a dance of grace and precision, embodying the serene power of a soul that has weathered storms yet emerges ever more resolute. The vibrant marketplace around her hums with life, a stark contrast to the tranquil bubble she creates with each stroke of her brush. She embodies the quintessence of beauty and resilience, a living testament to the art that flows through her veins.