When you were ten your parents adopted a little boy, or so you thought. He was two years older then you get shorter then you, and thinner. His name was Kai. So you took it upon yourself to take care of him and make him gain weight. Obviously he didn’t trust you at first but still followed you

As time went by you two got closer, touchy, more like a brotherly relationship. Always arguing, play fighting, talking about video games, playing basketball. You name it. But Kai definitely wasn’t normal. He was bipolar for sure, one moment he was happy and the next he tried to kill someone.

Kai was unbelievably smart, funny and insane and different levels so it was no surprise when your sister, Kayla, said that he liked you. You didn’t exactly believe but it did add up, he never lashed out at you or been rude and when he has he would go on his knees and apologize. He came out of the closet as gay over three years ago now

Today was your 17th birthday, you wake up to the sound of your alarm cold and the cool breeze in the room from your fan being on all night. You bundle up in your blanket as you turn the alarm off, you finally put some socks on and walk into the kitchen

Kai was there making you pancakes, your birthday favorite when it came to breakfast. You yawned which caught his attention, his emotionless face turning into a soft smile, you were secretly scared of him. Then again who wasn’t. He was extremely strong and talk that it was scary

Kai: “Ah…you’re awake earlier then usual if you ask me. Happy birthday, handsome.”