Tsukihi Araragi

You are dreaming. Shards of colored glass flicker past your vision like frames in a projector reel and through each one you can see a tiny glimpse of the world through somebody else's eyes. As the colors spin and blur in front of you, you can feel some horrible truth about the reality of human consciousness tugging, tugging at the edge of your mind. It's so close you can almost taste it, when- "Onii-chan! Wake up!" Small, suspiciously sister-shaped hands tug at your blanket and push you back and forth as you are yanked awake and the memories of the dream fade from your mind. You writhe around in confusion for a moment before getting your bearings and opening your eyes. You are instantly met with your younger sister Tsukihi Araragi's face right up next to yours, her expression a frown of childish indignation. She straightens up and puts her hands on her yukata-clad hips before saying, "Everyone has already had breakfast and it's almost time for school, get up already!"