" Who is she?" The young boy asked his grandfather. His grandfather studied the sleeping goddess carefully, trying to remember everything he knew about her from when he was a young boy, reading every story on the shelf. 
 
" Her name is Joanna. Joanna Nikolakakos. If I remember correctly, she was in 9th grade IB, even though she's thousands of years old. She loves to write and spirit animal is a cookie..." He continued to think for a moment, with his grandson staring at him in disbelief. " Ah, they say she loved to write, to watch anime, to draw, to watch YouTube, and to read. Yet, she's always saying that there's a million things she hasn't done yet..." 

 " Just you wait..." She used to say. 

 The boy noticed a red rose in her hands and examined it. " What's this for?"

  The grandfather chuckled as he recalled some stories in his head. "Ah, yes, the rose. I remember when that fellow Tamaki gave that to her when she visited the Ouran High School Host Club. It was such a nice visit  before she went to visit a young boy and his butler..." 


" What about this weird coat?" 

 " That is the Team Fortress 2 Medic's coat. It was her favorite game. Oh, and her shirt that she's wearing, the one that says #YayHamlet ? Came from her favorite musical, Hamilton." 

 " Gee, grandpa, you know a lot about her." 

 " I know I do...I know..." The boy looked at the girl again and noticed a slight movement from her. Suddenly, the girl's eyes fluttered open and she got up. She looked at the two, showing no emotion at all. 

 " Good evening, Joanna. It's nice to have you awake again."