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When we were little, Shoto and I were always known to feel each other's emotions. Our mom was worried about all the rough training our father is putting on me. Eventually, he moved to Shoto, because of his ability to hone ice and fire. When we were in middle school, Shoto didn't talk much, he kept to himself. He was hurting, I could feel it, but I couldn't do anything. I'm the older twin, I should have protected him better... Now we're in high school, going to UA High. Shoto is loathing our father, he sent our mother away. I still stood by and watched him be tortured by our father. But the good thing is he's starting to get comfortable with our classmates. I am too. Especially with one of the smartest (but rudest) boys in our class. I wish I had spent more time with them... I wish that this darkness would quit growing... I wish that my life could go back to normal... But I can't, I have too much blood on my hands now.
UA High
