The next morning came gently as sunlight filtered through the blinds, the scent of toast and strong coffee wafting upstairs from the kitchen.
Kaizer opened his eyes to the quiet hum of birdsong, still wrapped in the comfortable feeling of his duvet in his air-conditioned room.
There was not much grogginess for him as his psychic power practically negated such a thing, his mind booting like a super-fast PC using NVME.
The young man rose, dressed in silence, then stepped out into the hallway just as Rina was emerging from her own room, already dressed in her usual outfit, hair tied back with minimal effort but maximum effect.
They locked eyes for a moment and uttered no words, just having an unspoken awareness between siblings that time was once again on the move.
