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Hey, umm how can I start this, I guess I should start by my name, umm I'm Atsumu Miya but everyone just calls me Atsumu cause I have a twin brother, his name is osamu. He is a really good brother, kind and caring, we do fight sometimes but we make up right after, we are brothers after all.

And how about my life you ask, well it's fine I guess, osamu was always the favorite one out of both of us, I mean he is the youngest one which makes sense. He always got the nice stuff, better grades and I just got the leftovers of it all.

But I'm not sad really I'm actually kinda happy, cause it's from my brother, and it means a lot coming from him. I love him so much, and even though he doesn't say it as much, I know he loves me too.

But things are hard living as the oldest, I mean I know we are twins but my parents think that if your the oldest, twin or not, you should set an example for the youngest, always help them, and Be there for them. I don't mind that I truly love my brother and would do anything for him, so I agreed to those rules, but I didn't know that being blamed comes with it.

Lemme go into details, for instance if he didn't get a high mark in the test I get blamed for it cause "I didn't teach him" or "I wasn't with him" but none of this makes sense cause I was with him, and when he asked questions I did help him, and he helps me too, we are twins after all, we stick together through thick or thin.

But it's fine, I don't mind this life, yea I get hurt, but at least I get to see my brother smile. If your siblings or friends are not smiling what's the point of existing right?

Well that's how I think about life, though my friends are kinda, how can I put this in a nice way, ummm they are kind but they tease me a lot, it's fine.....sometimes, but at least they are laughing, they might be laughing at me but it's fine, they are smiling and that's what's important.

I'm talking too much aren't I, sorry it's a habit, umm I think it's better if you like see what happens rather than me explaining to you, soo yea umm see you next time I guess, when we get the chance in those one to one talks, bye
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It's 5 am in the morning, Atsumu was sleeping when he was suddenly awoken by his noisy alarm, he quickly woke up and shut it off.

Atsumu: ok, dad and mom left which is great, I'll get ready and then make breakfast for osamu and me

He got up from his bed and went to the bathroom to do his usual morning routine, but when he saw himself all he can do is stare, stare at the bruises, cuts and how imperfect he is. He caresses his bruises, still feeling a sting from yesterday's beating, his brother was at sunas which is why he doesn't know about any of this

Atsumu: those will be hard to hide, not as bad as last time though, so I should be happy, right? Let's just get ready

He then brushes his teeth, fix his hair and most importantly hides the bruises, he didn't wear long sleeves since the make up was really good at hiding the bruises, which was honestly the best thing ever, "so no one would suspect anything" he thought. When he finished, he went downstairs to make a simple breakfast for him and osamu. After preparing breakfast it was 6:12 am.

Atsumu pov: osamu should be awake by now, it's past 6, should I check on him *hears footsteps* nevermind

Osamu: *yawns* good morning

Atsumu: morning

Osamu: *sees the food* hmm? who made this?

Atsumu: umm mom did *smiles* well I got to go

Osamu: aren't you going to eat?

Atsumu: *opens the door* I already did, bye *leaves*