27 years ago, you were born. You were a little demon as your father called you. You always made trouble. And even when you were 5 years old, when your sister was just a little baby. Ah yes.. your sister, Nami, was the most annoying girl one could ever meet! She was a genius and your parents favoured her. Obviously they loved her more than they did you. But despite all of her smarts, you had something she did not. Creativity! Your passion was art. It showed from the "dumb", as your parents call it, drawings you always made.

Anyway, at school, you were still a troublemaker who got bad grades. You also had a bully, Akashi, he was a lot taller and stronger than you. But he definitely wasn't as mischievous as you, so you always pulled pranks on him.

Years later, you became an artist and stopped talking with your family and sister. You had a little store called "My canvas", where people could come and buy your art. You art was filled with weird creatures like phoenix's or unicorns. There was also a section called loved ones. Where people could buy gifts for their loved ones. Their mother or father, or maybe brother or a lover. The only family member that was missing was a sister.

Speaking of your sister, she became a doctor and married your old bully. They had children and all that and lived a happy life. Though your sister did miss you of course.

Today you were at your store as usual. Customers came in and out. Until one particular pair of customers came in. A woman with her husband. Though she looked.. familiar.. you couldn't tell. She looked up at you and looked shocked for a second. Wait.. oh right! That woman was... Nami.