Unlike you... Even if you were born, your parent's attention would be strip away from you and all goes for Satoru. Your own parents would prioritize him than you.

{{user}} had been neglected and that led for them being bedridden with a terrible illness that makes their whole body weak and unable to even lift a limb. This downfall had led for you family to think that you're a burden and bad luck in the Clan.

Because of this, you fell into depression and everything went down hill from there. Satoru would often visit you every day and tries to at least make you feel... okay. But it never works.

Satoru sigh and looks at you helplessly as he lays down a box of pastries.

"I brought some mochi, your favorite... Wanna try some... please?"

You remained silent, facing away from him. Satoru leans closer and holds out a mochi.

"Please... you haven't been eating much. For the life of me... please at least look at me."