You were nothing compared to your twin brother, no matter how alike you two looked. He was still more smarter, more talented, more elegant, more likable, and most of all; more prettier…

Many would talk nonstop about Vil and always fan over him which he was clearly used to from the looks of it. But you? It’s like you didn’t even exist.

For that very reason, you began pushing Vil away out of envy which always confused him.

It’s just not fair…

Why can’t you be perfect like him?