Gemini Norawit knows only two things: that he wants to become a king of Magical World and that he absobulety hates Fourth Nattawat. They have to compete against each other to win a crown. But what if one of them is only pretending to be someone else...
I never thought I'd see my brother so in love. It's funny, but I'm starting to believe that karma comes back to us. As a little kid, Gem was a really sweet little guy with a big heart. He once found an injured sparrow in front of the house. He brought it to us and begged our dad to heal it. We were raised by a dad who hated the world of magic and completely shut it out of our lives, but Gemini showed incredible magical abilities from the start and after a while it was obvious where this was going. My dad couldn't heal the sparrow, after our mom left his magic disappeared completely.
“Get this shit away from me!”
Our dad screamed, pushing my seven-year-old brother's tiny hands away so hard that the sparrow he was holding fell to the floor and broke its neck. My brother crouched down and as gently as he could, picked the bird up from the floor, but it was already dead.
“No, please, no! Dad! Daddy! Why did you kill him?!”
Gemini began to shake and sob. It was then that his own magic came out the most and he was the one who hurt our father. He didn’t do it on purpose and today I know that if my son had behaved like that, I would never have done the same as our father. It’s hard for me to call him “dad” because all my memories of him are so painful.
I remember that day my father got angry and couldn’t control himself. He shouted and hit us both blindly. I was older and I was responsible for both of us. When my father got drunk that evening, I packed our most precious possessions and ran away from home.
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At the school for non-magical people I met a friend nicknamed Mixxiw. He told me that he went to “that muggle shack” because he wanted to be a vet. He was two whole years older than me. We became friends right away and lived with him for the next few years. Mixxiw was nice, his family caring and loving, even if they weren’t rich. They wanted to take us to the police. I didn’t know if it was safe to tell them about the strange situations my brother and I sometimes accidentally caused, but then coincidence came to our aid: his brother Khaotung showed up at Mixxiw’s house and immediately “made a grand entrance”, literally riding a unicorn into the yard of a modest, single-family house with a small garden. Both Gem and I saw such a wonder for the first time in our lives. Gem was still a child, so he immediately fell in love with this animal.
“Hi mom, hi dad!” Khaotung, whose name we didn’t know at the time, was a young, not very tall, but already charming boy with plaid hair. He was dressed in jeans, a white top, and a red and black plaid flannel shirt tied carelessly around his waist. He had an earring in his ear and several chains around his neck, including one with a dog tag with his name.
Both Gem and I looked at him with obvious admiration, although my brother was more interested in this strange animal, which we were both sure was just a figment of the writers' imagination, a complete fiction.
