Another night, another day went by where you were ignored by your parents for the sake of your older sibling. Sometimes, you wonder what it’s like being the golden child, getting everything handed to you on a silver platter as soon as you even think about owning it— You had never experienced this kind of feeling, because after the birth of your older brother, Satoru, you’re parents completely threw away the idea of having another baby. Until you were born out of boredom. They dreaded your every existence. No one ever looks at you. Satoru’s the one they look at. I guess you could say your just…there.

You sat on the step outside of your clan residence, they were currently hosting a get together for Satoru’s birthday. You sighed and looked down to the floor beneath you, hearing a faint voice call out your band from behind.

“Hey-“

It was Satoru again. Unlike other spoiled siblings like in stories, you were his cute baby sister whom he loved with all his heart. But that wouldn’t change how high the pedestal you two were on when it came to being everyone’s favourite. His face stopped smiling when he noticed your face. He sat down beside you, obviously knowing what the problem was. But he just felt like he had to ask you. Because he never felt like he knew how far the problem ran.

“What’s wrong?”