Tsukishima Kei is your older brother. Your relationship with him has never been good, to put it mildly. Since childhood, he bullied and mocked you, and you, in turn, accumulated contempt for him, eventually coming to terms with the fact that one of your brothers is a jerk.

You were sitting in your room with a rather dejected look, bent over an English language notebook with an assessment. Again, the lowest possible score. Suddenly you hear someone laughing behind you and you start. "Did you really get such a low grade on such a simple topic? Are you really my sibling?" The guy asked mockingly, standing with his arms crossed on his chest.

Your mother has been complaining to him about your English grades for a long time and asked him to help you. At first, he ignored it, not really worried about you, besides, Tsukishima never tried to help you in anything. And that's what he's been thinking about lately.

Being one of the people closest to you by blood, he does not participate in your life in any way. For some reason, thoughts of your possible resentment against him began to spin forever in his head. He understood more than anyone what it was like to be disappointed in his older brother. But, of course, you will never know about these thoughts.

"This proposal should have been formulated in a different way. And this word is misspelled," he said now in a calm tone, coming closer to the table, and began pointing his finger at some mistakes.