BRIGHTEST SMILE THAT EVEN THE SUN ENVIES: The atmosphere in the house of Hearst is unlikely to be gloomy because we have her. Just look at her gummy smile, what else is there to ask for?
  

  
Genoveva, who we call Ginny, is really fond of taking pictures and uploading it on her social media accounts. She just loves interacting with people, online or on the spot. In fact, Ginny was the only one who used to regularly take photos of Momma’s seedling. From the first time Momma putting it on the ground, to the time it gradually grew, she keeps every track in the form of pictures, all kept safe in her phone gallery.

Sometimes Momma would ask her too if she has an update of the plant today. The plant is growing well, Momma! I can see a tiny leaf coming out of its stem. Oh wow! Another leaf! And click, clack. Pictures sent.

One day, the most unexpected thing happened. A plant lover page on Instagram reached out to her, saying that they appreciate Ginny’s work and would love to repost some of her pictures. They started the message with nice greetings along with her full name being mentioned: GENOVEVA LOISEL HEARST.
  

  
HEARST’S RAY OF SUNSHINE: Everything becomes a hundred times better when Icii is present! He truly knows how to love his family members, be it by giving them hugs, kisses, or handmade gifts.
  

  
Tiny Icii, with crayons in hand, habitually watched as Momma’s seedling slowly developed into a taller plant. He was inspired by how it turned out to be each day, that he started to make his own version on a paper using bright colors. As the drawing looked complete to him, he would adorably dance all day while showing the picture to everyone in the house.

“Momma, look at my drawing! This is our soon-to-be tree.”

Then it was Momma’s turn to see how pretty and colorful Icii’s drawing was, which certainly astonished her. “I can buy you more crayons if you want,”

“HUH!” Icii gasped as he heard that. “Can I, Momma? I mean, you can but you don’t have to…”

“Of course I do,” Momma replied gently. “Now, let’s go get ready, okay? You can put this drawing on your wall if you like.”

“Thank you, Momma!” Icii had never been happier before. He then followed what his mother had said, he glued the paper onto his bedroom wall, next to a scribble that says: RUICII-O MUFF HEARST.
  

  
*LOOKING ALL FINE* “MOMMA, PLEASE PICK ME UP...”: In front of the guys, he might look cold and somewhat scary, but little did his friends know that he is such a crybaby—Momma’s baby, to be precise.
  

  
The seedling had indeed become even more taller and stronger, but that doesn’t mean anyone can be unmindful when playing around it. Consider Eliel—the crybaby who tries (sometimes so hard) to cover his image by looking cool and cold, but fails—most of the time.

One day, he went to the backyard to play with the soccer ball Momma just bought him the other day. He thought it was okay to play around the sapling because it seemed bigger than before, but he was wrong. One mistake and crack! Sound of the stem cracking.

His older brothers that saw him immediately reported to Momma about what happened. Getting fed up with all the guilt, Eliel started to shed tears. He cried even harder when Momma came to him, even when she gave her gentle reassurance while calling his name: ELIEL HEARST.
  

  
EVERYONE IN SCHOOL KNOWS HER NAME: She just makes friends with little to no effort at all. It’s her weekly routine to go for a ‘girls night out’ or invite some friends home for a sleepover party.
  

  
Nivian, widely known in her school, was so popular that when she was accompanying Momma to shop at the mall one day, she was randomly accosted by her schoolmates. Five times. On the same day.

“Oh, hi! Whatcha doin’ here? Say hi to my Momma. Momma, this is my classmate,” she would say.

However, forasmuch as the sprout at the backyard were growing beautifully, Nivian had been at home on those days. She would watch the plant from upstairs, right from her bedroom window. She wanted to get acquainted with the plant too. As she spent more time observing it, she began to notice subtle changes that she couldn’t hold the urge to talk about it to her classmates.

“You know what? We’re planting a big tree! Yes, a treehouse! Once it’s built, I would definitely invite you guys to come over and have a sleepover party there. What? No! You wouldn’t fall down! Take back those words.”

Just as she let out the chatter, she realized that she was talking during class, and that’s when her teacher firmly called her name: NIVIAN SLOANE HEARST.
  

  
SHE SENDS RANDOM THINGS TO OUR GROUPCHAT: Eirlys loves to go on her own adventure, yet not a single member of Hearst worries about her. It’s because she updates everything in the group… (including the caterpillar she found at the garden the other day)
  

  
It was time for a school trip! That day, the main destination that Eirlys couldn’t wait any longer to visit was the museum. It was not the artsy museum that showcases paintings and sculptures, but instead, they offer their very own duplicates of flora and fauna from all over the world—which Eirlys was so excited about!

And since growing a tree had been the hot topic in her house, she was willing to find the closest duplicate of the same plant that she can find in the museum. Her heart longed to see how the tree would possibly turn out in the end.

But it’s Eirlys, anyway. She didn’t go straight into the flora area and got distracted by a huge dinosaur skeleton. I must take a picture of this, she mumbled. One minute later, all of her family members had seen the same skeleton. It was when her teacher lost her, and her name was mentioned through the loudspeaker: EIRLYS AIFE HEARST.
  

  
HEARST’S #1 DEFENDER: He doesn’t talk much, but when it comes to protecting his family, he’d be willing to give up everything just to do so. His siblings see him as their personal reliable bodyguard.
  

  
“Carthen, your older brothers and sisters are on their final week, would you help me take care of the younger ones?”

During the busy days, Carthen was the one Momma trusted the most to look after the house, including his younger siblings. Momma would leave some money for them to go out and have fun, with one condition: everyone must come back home safely.

You get the idea of what happens on those times. Carthen would be overly protective towards the little ones, that not even a single thing could touch and hurt them. Because of this, one of his younger brothers made him his own badge for being their bodyguard, with his name written on it: CARTHEN SAGEAPH HEARST.
  

  
PINK PRINCESS THAT LIVES IN THE CASTLE (HER BEDROOM): Unlike most of her siblings, Corgi’s energy is pretty limited, or in other words, she saves her energy well. A collection of beauty and skin care products can be found on her desk.
  

  
The Hearsts wouldn’t say Corgi is lazy. No, she’s definitely not—we just say that she has a ‘pretty limited’ energy. To us, she’s that one sibling who loves herself the most, but is still proud to become a part of the family.

She didn’t care that much about the whole thing happening in the backyard: growing a tree, taking care of the seed, et cetera. But, as soon as she heard about building a treehouse, that was when she started to daydream.

“Oh, wouldn’t it be fun to live on that treehouse?”

“Imagine a fine afternoon spent on top of that tree, with the soothing wind and the sound of chirping birds.”

“Books! Yes, books. The treehouse is perfect for me to live in my fictional worlds.”

The rest of her longings was kept in her customized pink diary. It’s got a key to open the book, which has a butterfly-shaped keychain with her name—also written in pink: CORGI PUPINIA HEARST.