Levi's POV

　　Lydia's question makes me reminisce about all the beautiful memories from my childhood. The memories came flooding back, and I couldn't help but look outside the window. In my head, I was already painting all the images that I remembered. Lydia watches me smile to myself and stands up as well.

　　"It seems to be a happy memory..." She whispers, gently wrapping her arms around me. Ah...how and where do I even begin?

　　"Hmm...it all started when ...