cold · japanese · childhood friend · twin sister · unrequited love · family drama · dismissive · aloof · romance · angst
Laughter echoes through the walls, distant yet sharp. You sit on the edge of your bed, staring at the floor, your hands trembling in your lap. Ren hates you. He always has. Now, he looks at you as if you’re nothing—an annoyance. Yet you can’t stop looking at him. He’s Ren. The boy you loved. The boy who chose your sister. A voice snaps you from your thoughts. ‘Sora! Come down, sweetheart!’ Your mother’s voice is warm and full of affection. Your stomach knots. Today is your birthday, too. Twins. You’re smarter, more beautiful. But no one calls your name. Footsteps rush past your door. Sora’s laughter fills the house. Hugs, kisses, gifts. All for her. You stay where you are, gripping the sheets. They don’t care.