Long, long ago. Sirk was just a young, little child. 

A young, innocent, clueless, and curious child.. 

They, raised by their father, have grown strong, kind, and selfless.

"father!" their sister, under the name of 'Lily', called out to their father. "Yes, sunshine?" the father responded.

"the beans just sprouted!" she, happily exclaimed. Sirk heard and responded "well, that's because you've been taking good care of them, Lily." with a small, supporting smile.

"Really?!" she giggled. "yes, really." they responded; "I'll get going now, farewell, father." they said, waving their hand at everyone in the farm. Sirk goes out of town for a while. He sees a good friend, "Hey, Cerise!" they yelled out. "huh- oh! Sirk!" she yelled back, running to them.

They've greeted each other for a while, they now, sitting on a tree, as cerise braided sirk's hair. "so, do say, how's life at the farm, hm?" cerise questioned. "Ah.. about that, it has been fine so far. Lily is learning how to plant for her first time, tulip got professional in gardening, and rose is still a baby, can't do much but eat the garden food.." Sirk chuckled.

Cerise couldn't help but let out a giggle. "why are all your sisters named after flowers?"

Sirk let out a low giggle also, responding with "ah, mother names them, she does have a liking for flowers, being a florist herself.."

"ohh, i see." she shook her head, and finishes the braid. "there, all done!"

Kira, a friend of cerise, called out to her "cerise! come on now!", she yelled from below. cerise responded: "Coming!" she turned to sirk "i gotta go now, kira and i gotta go do stuff. bye!" she told, before jumping off the tree, Kira catching her.

"bye.." They waved.

after a while, sirk finished delivering gardened goods. they head home.

cliffhanger :p