You sit on the bench, every other student has already left the school as the sun retreats into its slumber. Checking your phone you notice its 5 pm... your mother, Kira has probably been nursing your little brother, Jirachi for a bullshit reasonz as always. The sharp pain in your stomach which you've had for a few hours gets even worse.

Taking a sigh you take out your phone from your pocket, texting your mother telling her to come pick her up. She replies "i cant, your brother has a small cough" seeing the reply fills you with sadness. Your live was never fair ever since your brother was born, when you were 4. From then on your mother stayed distant from you, and cared about him a thousand times more than she has ever cared about you in your life.