𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐧 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 (UNDER EDITING)

01: Perfect

Love.

That was all I wished, even prayed for while growing up. I was just a child looking up at the brightest star at midnight while I held my hands tightly up to my chest. Praying on that single star thinking someone heard me.

Closing my eyes shut while I made a wish on that shooting star that I saw on my balcony. Blowing the candles off my birthday cake after making a wish. 

I was a stupid. Foolish to believe those myths that your dreams do actually come true. The only reason I knew was because my wish of being loved seemed too much to ask.

That was until I noticed that attention was so easy to receive. The compliments I would hear growing up were so amusing. It ultimately led me to keep wanting more and more compliments. Even if it were random strangers on the streets, it was never enough..

And before I even realized it, I wanted fame. I wanted everyone to know about me, to hear about me. It didn't take too much effort to make people like you. It was simple!

Dress up like a doll with pretty clothing. Have your hair and make-up neat and nicely done. Enchant them with your beauty and done! They would be head over heels in an instant.

If it was simple...why was it difficult to gain my parents love and affection? It worked with other people so why did it not work out for them? 

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The sound of glass shattering into pieces echoed through the house. Small fragments from the glass cup I had just thrown decorated the tiled kitchen floor just below where Kaito stood. My body was shaking in anger as my arm was stretched out in front of me. I was panting, Kaito's words echoing in my head repeatedly.

I raised my head up to glare at him while he just stood there with his hand holding the side of the head where I had thrown the glass. Blood was trickling down his forehead but he didn't react, he didn't even move. 

He just stared down at me with that disgusting smirk of his. It sickened me...

"Your anger just proves my point, Y/n." Kaito laughed, making my blood boil inside me. "Seriously. What's the point of fighting back? You know I always win in the end."

"Shut up.." I panted softly, "Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!" I yelled, raising my voice louder each time. The thought of grabbing a shard of glass and throwing it at Kaito crossed my mind but I let it vanish in the back of my head. 

I didn't want to end up on the news as the murderous sister that killed her brother. My career as an actress and model is growing with fame and I couldn't just throw it away because of him. 

"What's all this noise!" Our mother yelled running inside the kitchen with our father rushing behind her.

A loud audible gasp escaped from my mother's lips as she worriedly ran over to Kaito immediately after seeing the blood running down his head. Of course. He's the first one she runs to whenever he's in trouble or injured, not even caring to glance at my direction. I wasn't surprised at all when she started to ask Kaito "What happened?" or "Are you okay? Should I take you to the hospital?" 

And Kaito being Kaito, he looked down at her with innocent doe eyes. Acting hurt as if he wasn't smirking at me just a few minutes ago. 

After my mother finished inspecting his wound, she turned her head to the side to glare at me. "Kuroba Y/n!" She yelled before turning her entire body towards me.

The look in her eyes is what always gets me. Her beautiful brown eyes are ones filled with pure hatred and disgust whenever she looks at me. Disappointed in whatever I do or say. 

It's almost as if she doesn't consider me as her daughter..

"What is the meaning of this?! How could you throw a cup at your brother knowing he has a magic show in a week?! It's going to leave a scar!" 

My mouth opened trying to speak up. Trying to say something back but something prohibited me from doing so. I felt my heart tightened inside my chest as I turned my gaze away from her to look down at the floor. 

I ran my fingers through my hair, pushing back my bangs only for them to fall back in front of my head. "So what if it'll leave a scar? Why would I care about his well-being when no one in this house cares about mine!"

"That's enough, Y/n." My father's deep, hoarse voice made me shudder a bit, startled by sudden presence in the room.

"Oto-san I-" I began to speak but just one look of his made me look down. 

"Kaito, go to your room." He sternly ordered causing Kaito to stare at my father in shock and disbelief with his mouth wide open.

Kaito narrowed his eyes down and shook his head, "You can't possibly be telling me to go to my room when I'm the one who got injured! Why am I being sent away?!"

I watched as my father glared at his son, clearly getting irritated and losing his patience. It was so different from what people see on the screen. In interviews, he looks down at us with such love. With so much care and warmth. 

What a beautiful lie.

"Don't make me repeat myself." Was all that he said to him earning a small "tsk" from Kaito before he began to walk out of the room not even glancing at my direction.

My mother started in disbelief too, but she didn't argue. Instead she rushed to follow behind her son, ordering the maids to call for the doctor. I stood there fidgeting with my fingers as I kept my gaze down at my feet.

Finally, I gathered up all my courage to look up. "Oto-san I didn't start it I-" 

"Enough!" I flinched at his loud yell. "Quit throwing tantrums, Y/n. You're twenty-one now, I don't need to be hearing you two fighting like kids everyday." He said turning around to walk out of the kitchen.

As always, he was never on my side. But he didn't seem to be on Kaito's side either.

"You don't understand! He was the one who started it! He said I could never beat him, that I could never be better at Okaa-San, and that I'll always end up in second place while she's in first!" I exclaimed, my eyes hopeful that he would turn to look at me. 

I didn't care if he looked at me full of pity. I at least wanted to see some sort of emotion in his eyes to know that he cares about me. Just a little glint in his eyes to make sure he sees me as his one and only daughter.

But as he turned his head to the side to face me, his eyes were filled with nothing. Absolutely nothing. No emotions were shown in his eyes, it seemed as if they were dead. My shoulders fell and my mouth fell open just a bit. A little stunned to speak but not surprised by it either

"Don't let it happen again."

After that he said nothing else and just walked away from the kitchen leaving me alone there. I brought my hand up to my mouth and stuck out my thumb, biting my thumb nail softly.

"I need to do better...I have to be perfect.." I mumbled to myself.

That's right..to make it in first place, I have to be perfect. Even more perfect than my mother and Kaito. I didn't see it as a problem since I always saw my mother as a competition.

My mother is a worldwide actress known to be a lovable and delicate woman. So I took it upon myself to become an actress just for the h*ll of it. I don't enjoy being an actress, not even a model either. I never even thought of it as a career when I was younger.

But the expressions on my mother's face never fails to satisfy me. Whenever I appear on the front page of magazines instead of her. Whenever I steal her spotlight bringing all the attention towards me. 

But it wasn't enough. It never was.

It was so easy to grab the hearts and minds of my fans. So why is it difficult to grab my own father's attention?

I bite down harder on my nail in desperation. "I'll do better...I'll prove it to you, Oto-san."

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