It's been a quiet night, all living things had all sunken into their slumber.
Well, almost.
Sipping down a warm cup of tea, slow steps took me out to the balcony. A gentle breeze glided on my skin. Unconsciously, I compared the cold to that skin-cutting wind from those days. Smiling to myself, I closed my eyes. Ah, memories.

Those days. Days spent with you.

Coming from an unknown place, I never got the same warm-hearted treatment like others. I was not loved, but rather...pitied. Should they have known how it teared my heart, should they have known how it ripped my soul, they wouldn't have given me such a heck of a childhood. You were a promising child, born in an honourable family of a magnanimous clan. Your grades and skills were always top-notch, I couldn't chase after you. Who on Earth could've guessed, on a night that seemed as normal as others, you lost it all. As if a rollercoaster had collided with your innocent smile, corrupting your yet-to-mature thoughts. I admit being at fault for thinking of having a brother of same situation then. We were different, yet the same. How ironic. I didn't know how to come to you. At that time you were eaten away by your own vengeance. I chose to make you my rival, fully acknowledging myself being no worthy. Our first accidental touch of lips was bittersweet. Your chapped, gorgeous lush lips crashed agaisnt mine. Your eyes widened. Curled, beautiful long lashes fluttered rapidly, revealing a shrunken pupil as you comprehend what just happened.