It's been 10 years since my sister went missing. 10 years since I started preparing for her return. 10 years I have been searching for her. Day in and day out, without ever stopping, I look forward to the day we meet again. Then I will help her live the dream that should've been rightfully hers. But why? After all these years, I finally find her and yet she does not remember me or recognize me. It doesn't matter, I must help her be happy no matter what. No matter the cost.