"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

See-jeen demands an answer as he skims through all the spiteful notes that were left on your desk. His face was contorted in anger, in a vain attempt to not snap out at his beloved sister.

You had no idea that your twin decided to come pick you up after school, that he went as far as entering your class, only to be greeted with crumpled papers full of insults of his sibling, being their frail target. Things he was unaware of, until today.