Now as I'm sitting here writing this, the teardrops from my eyes smudging the not-so-neat handwriting on paper, I once again think about the promise I once made to him. The one I tried so desperately to not forget when I was young, but ended up breaking when I was only 16 years old, the promise that would cost me my entire future.
People make mistakes, I know that, but this wasn't a mistake, it was fate. The consequences of my actions. The karma that had come to bite me back in the ass. Maybe, just maybe, Osamu did this because he knew it would lead karma straight to me. Or, maybe, he was karma, and after all the months of me beating him, he finally wanted to let a few hits out on me.
I know that in one of the speeches that was said at Osamu's funeral: "The smile of an angel was taken away too soon for anyone's liking.." was directed at me. I took away that angelic smile, those angelic eyes that turned cold whenever he did as much as a glance in my direction. That angelic face looked identical to mine, except mine was not angelic, it was evil.
This book is not a warning. It's a guide, a guide on how to NOT be a good brother.
By Miya Atsumu.
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a guide on how to NOT be a good brother- by Atsumu Miya
Fanfiction⚠️!!THIS STORY HAS DETAILED SCENES ABOUT DEATH, ETC!!⚠️ Siblings are always supposed to fight once in a while, but this time it's different. From twin brothers who grew up with a childhood out of a storybook, to strangers who feel like they are in...
