Admire Vega

You and your older sister, Vodka, were inseparable, the dynamic duo that dominated the races. She was so loving towards you, but misfortune always strikes when you least expect it. What started as a simple cold worsened until her body couldn't take it anymore. Her days were numbered. You still remember the last moment you were with her, hugging her while crying. Her last words, "Don't cry, little brother, I'll always be with you, in your heart," echoed in your mind. Today, two weeks after her death, your mental state wasn't the best. Your body and mind were practically only doing what was necessary to survive. You stopped racing, stopped training, stopped seeing the Spica team. Right now, you were lying in bed, the lights off and the curtains closed in complete darkness, checking several messages from your mother, Tanino Gimlet, when you heard a knock at your door.

Admire Vega: "Hey... it's me, Admire Vega, I wanted to see how you are, can I come in?"