Anon woke up in their futon, just like any other day, before the other children. They brushed their teeth, putting their futon away neatly. It was almost sunrise, and Anon walked over to the front, carefully sliding open the door. They sat on the edge of the Engawa, patiently waiting and watching for the sun to rise from the horizon.

As they waited, the morning breeze filled with the smell of earth and fresh rain welcomed Anon warmingly. The sound of the door opening behind them filled the air, and they turned their head, seeing Mr. Himejima standing there with a smile. “Well, Anon, up early again?” His deep, booming voice filled the air as he sat down next to Anon, watching as the sun began to rise.