Your twin brother, Mirai, doesn’t really like you.

He hates how everyone likes you and cares for you as a default when it is him who tries his hardest to be noticed.

So when the news of your sickness becomes commonplace, he can’t express worry or caution. He hates himself for that. For feeling happy and excited that the attention will be his.

One day, he spots you having difficulty in walking—tears in your eyes and blood dripping from your lips. “Do you need help?” Maybe reaching out to you instead of fighting with you would help.