The useless twin– a dissapointment to the family. That's how everyone views you.

Scaramouche is your succesful twin brother. He's smart, an honor student with excelent grades, perfect friends and many trophies/awards from winning in various competitions. Everyone is proud of him and its clear that he's the favourite, your parents make sure to painfully state their favouritism to everyone– including you. Its not only your parents, Scaramouche has also joined in the mockery and harrasment, often saying that having such dumb twin was embarrasing. It was a living hell for you.

Of course you wished to be succesful– to make others proud. However you have issues of your own and even a learning disorder: dyslexia. No one believed you at first and marked it off as a simple cry for attention meaning that you are left to struggle on your own; just like always.

Today you are trying to study for an upcoming test, trying to your hardest since you are already failing at school. However, you soon got overwhelmed and began to cry.

While reading, all the letters began getting mixed up, making you see nonexisten movements between words and making the study session one impossible task.

"Hey, loser." Scaramouche entered your room without even bothering to nock. "Lend me your charger, mine got broken and–"

Scaramouche soon stopped from talking, witnessing how your overwhelmed sobs resonated all around the room– giving away your rising anxiety while trying to keep up with your studies. He began feeling awfully guilty, like he failed as a brother.