The rooftop is her safe haven. The reason why she had declared this space as hers and hers alone is because the flowers are all being taken cared of by her. Sometimes her older sister and older brother would come in and admire the blooming flowers, but they don't bother her while she tends to them. She would often make them flower crowns and they would do the same for her. It was one of those moments where the three siblings feel blood related and at peace. Truly her safe haven would be the rooftop with her tended flowers.

On this particular morning, she enters the rooftop with earphones plugged into her ears. Closing the door behind her, she goes over to pick up a water spraying can to water the flowers. There are many different varieties of flowers planted on the rooftop. From red roses to yellow chrysanthemums to the white carnations, the rooftop is filled with a vast array of colors that can easily soothe a person's heart. The girl lets out a loud yawn, still clad in a loose shirt and baggy pants; a kind of outfit that she wears when going to sleep.

Crouching down, she began watering the flowers, going over from the left side then to the right. Doing so, her earphones still rests on her ears as loud music is being played, even so, she could not deny to hear scuffling. Taking one earphone out from her ear all while standing up straight to hear if anything is happening within the market street of Tonpu, she couldn't exactly confirm anything out of the ordinary. This then prompted her to place her earphone back to her ear, crouch down and go back to watering her flowers. "I thought so." She mumbles to herself.