─── 彼女 ♡

"do you promise to stay even if his face doesn't stay together?" Sora will. seeing Satoru was getting used as a weapon broke her heart so much. to see her brother, her family, her everything was getting used even after he's dead — it hurts so much that Sora can't see Yuuta the same way she used to.
          	  
          	  sure, Yuuta is also struggling because it's his sensei's body. but oh, Sora couldn't accept it. she knows that it's hard for Yuuta, but she couldn't accept the fact that her brother was getting used as a weapon.
          	  
          	  she only wants a proper buriedry for Satoru and his best friend, Suguru. 

she has a brother, Shuu. Sora always admires him. Shuu was stronger, smarter, genius, calmer and he's better than her. he's everything for her. Sora always shows her admiration for Shuu, and Shuu never rejected it anyway. so she thought that maybe Shuu also loved her, silently.
          	  
          	  but is it love if you let your sister be beaten and almost die because of it? is it love if you watch your sister getting shouted and beaten for something she never did? is it love if you say something harsh for her? is it really fuckin' love if you neglected her for a fuckin' five years?

"twenty four seven baby machines, so he could live out his picket fence dream, it's not an act of love if you make her — you make me do too much labour."
          	  
          	  she used to hate Satoru. everything she does always will be compared to him. Sora is smart, well Satoru is smarter. Sora is strong, well Satoru is stronger. even after everything she has done, she'll always be his shadow. all because Satoru is the light of the world. the savior, the angel, the Yang, the life. 
          	  
          	  she's a child. and yet, they forced her to master everything. Sora was never allowed to have a normal childhood just like the other kids have. because she's the light darkness, Miyazaki Sora.