As I intend to continue this fanfic again in upcoming weeks, I'm revising all the chapters written for this. My god, so many grammar mistakes, and I have also toned down the swearing. Now I have finished fixing up this chapter.

Enjoy~


Another day of nothingness goes on. Just another day where I laze around in the house and do my everyday surfing on the net and reading whatever manga I ordered. Another day where my butler works, and my parents are who-knows-where they travel to next, while he go on, believing that by acting smart, he'd be in the perfect high school he'd always dreamed of.

I hate him.

For months, I've waited for him to come and play with me, his younger twin sister, his flesh and blood. But fate was not kind to me. One day, he and I were playing happily as children, and the next thing I knew, he was too focused studying, trying so hard to enroll in some private school I couldn't even go into, as only boys can attend. Then, the next thing I knew...

I no longer exist in his eyes.

For days, I tried to get his attention. I've begged him to play with me again, I've barged into his room and tried to pull him away from his desk, I've tried to scare his friends away…

It was all in vain. And soon, I started to hate him.

While my friends had suddenly stopped talking to me, he's happily chatting away with his friends Minai and Akio as I attempt to wipe my tears away with no one near me, not wanting to admit that I hated being alone. When I had walked next to him, trying to get his attention, he was standing right next to me, so focused on reading his textbook to even bother to notice me. I have even stood outside his door, and I have knocked over and over. Instead of responding to me, he kept studying, as always. I even stopped going to school and changed myself just to see if he will noticed me.

He never did.

I should stop thinking about my relationship with him. Seriously, reading that manga, Baby Princess, was a horrible idea. Seeing those girls holding onto their long lost brother just had to remind me of my relationship with my brother, if it even exists anymore.

Setting the darn book down on my desk, I decid that taking a walk inside my house was a better idea. Indeed, it is a good way to let my stress out. I stand from my chair, bolt to my door, open it, and leave my room.

Today is another boring day in the house. My brother is out doing whatever he cares to do. My butler is out shopping. My parents are on another business trip. Once again, I'm all alone in the house. Fine by me. I've been alone for a while now, so this is nothing.

But it's so boring, the same, god damn routine every day. I want something new to happen.

Or maybe I'm just desperate for someone's attention. Seriously, I should have never quit school and became a hermit, solely for the sake of earning his attention. Several years of locking myself in the house has left me realizing that I made a dumb decision in throwing away my social life, especially as my intentions have all fallen down the drain. Sighing, I just keep walking forward while my hand starts playing with my silver, heart shaped necklace with angel wings on it.

"Yomi!"

"Yes!?"

Jumping at the sudden cry of my name, I fasten my pace, heading straight to the source, knowingly coming from the family room. Coming closer to the room, I slow my pace until my silent entrance into the room. My butler, or as I like to call him, Jiiya, is standing in the family room, waiting for me to arrive.

Besides Jiiya and I, other people in the room are my useless brother and…

What?

Who the hell are these two men? Dressed in suits, gawking over my brother, standing there with some look in their eyes when they stare at my brother, it looks like they want to devour him right on the spot.

I start to regret ever coming to the living room. If I have to stare at such a horrendous scene like that and be in the same room where the event is happening, then maybe being a hermit and trapping myself in my room isn't as bad of an idea as I have initially claimed it was.

"Miss Yomi," Jiiya's voice brings my attention back to him. "I've promised your father that I would take care of you and your brother until you graduated junior high school." Oops, maybe dropping out really is a bad idea, and now I am terrified to know what else he is going to say. "Now that you are starting high school in Stargazers West University, you will depart with those two men and travel with your brother to your new home."

What?

I'm sorry

What!?

Starting high school in Stargazers West University.

Since when did I take an exam and applied to some school I have never heard of in my whole entire life!? And I have to go with those creepy men who are lusting at my brother!?

This is a joke, right?

… Right!?


It wasn't.

It is not a joke at all. Instead, it's reality. It's god damn reality!

Here I am, Minakami Yomi, a fifteen-year-old socially deprived hermit, trapped in a truck with him. My no good, older, fraternal twin brother, Minakami Wataru, who is moping himself to a depression because he can't attend the school of his dreams with his dear Akio and beloved Minai, and continues to whine and cry over how unfair life his. About time he shares the pain I had to deal with the past year or two or however long it was.

And why am I dragged along in this!? First of all, I have never applied to any high school, and I never had any plans in attending one. What the hell is wrong with those men? Giving me those stupid eyes they gave my brother, going on about how great my nonexistent application to Stargazers West University was. Then the next thing I knew, my brother is thrown into a truck, his suitcase is thrown in there, smacking him straight in the face, then I get thrown in there, and my suitcase – how on earth did Jiiya packed all my belongings up in there in the span of five minutes!? – is thrown straight into the wall, bouncing back straight to my brother's head (I must admit that I laughed). Immediately afterwards, the back door is shut, those men go on to sit in the front, and drive off. And those guys are doing a goddamn awful job driving this truck, but hey, gives me the pleasure in watching my brother get smack with his own suitcase in addition to mine every time we get to a curve or a sudden stop.

Too bad it doesn't stop his whining over failing the exam to the school of his dreams. What's so special about some school? He's so stupid. Why the hell did he not apply to other schools in case a situation like this happens? It's his entire fault he and I are going to some unknown school now.

But hey, I do find myself feeling a little pitiful towards him. I mean, he has always been dreaming of this school and suddenly failed his exam unexpectedly. With this thought, I decide to do something I never again: talk to my brother, attempt to comfort him over his failure, be the little sister I used to be when he used to be the big brother I loved back when we were children. Perhaps we can go back to those old days right at this very moment…

"You know," I start speaking, and for a moment, he grows quiet. My brother, who has ignored my existence for roughly five and a half years, finally chose to listen to me. "The high school exam isn't everything," I tell him with a small glint of happiness. For the first time in so long, maybe I can comfort my brother again, like I have in the past. Maybe he and I will get close together, and then he will realize that his twin is more important than some dumb school.

"It is everything! It means everything to me…" and there goes my hopes.

"Stupid," I respond, blood immediately boiling in my veins, and in response to his unwanted, idiotic, god fucking awful response, I stand up and grabbing my suitcase that has been near me, I release my rage, swinging my suitcase straight to his face in mighty fury. For the love of god, forget the god damn exam! I wanted to scream those words right now, and believe me, I was about to…

Except I may have hit him a little too hard… the moment his face had collided with my case, any consciousness he had already escaped his body. My brother has fallen to the floor of the truck, out cold.

"Useless," I murmur, and I set my suitcase down. Right when I have done so, cue another sudden stop, resulting in yours truly face planting the floor.

"Watch where you're going!" the men yell. I think they can yell those words to themselves as well, given this definitely wasn't the first time they stopped suddenly. Should I also mention those rough turns they have done too while driving?

Time to forget about those guys for a moment though. At this point, my face is in pain from that harsh impact with the floor. Rolling over, I start to rub it with my hands hoping to ease the pain and make it go away, as best I can.

Then the light comes out of nowhere and starts blinding my eyesight. Oh, that's fricking fantastic.

After wincing a bit, I open my eyes and stare towards the direction at where the light came from. A window on the wall of the truck that has been covered has been released of it's tight coverage. It had loosen at some point, releasing a bit of sunlight. Slowly, curiosity comes to me. Indeed, I have been inside this truck for quite a while now. I might as well take a peek of the outside world. Until today, I had never left my house. Of course, I really didn't have a choice on whether I wanted to leave or not. Standing and balancing myself, I took a few steps towards the window. Reaching it, I push the cover with my arm and poked my head through the squared hole. One look at the outside world, and I was already in awe at the sight.

A beautiful body of liquid colored in green, grey, and blue, and the vast, blue sky dyed with the white puffs and the source of the light. Truly, it had been so long since I last took a step outside. Witnessing this wonderful sight, perhaps being put in this horrendous situation caused by my stupid brother wasn't so bad. Curious to where he and I were being taken to, I decided to turn my head to the right, the direction the truck was moving at, and see if anything was there. At first, the scene was still the sky, the ocean, the clouds, and the sun. Within a minute, a new scenery slowly came. Time goes on, and I am able to get a better look at what it was.

An island, covered in mountains of green and on top of it all, a statue…

One look at the statue from the distance, the beauty of the scene is gone immediately.

"What the hell is that?" I whisper to myself. I don't even know how to describe the statue from the distance. It just looks so… weird. A huge head with a mouth covering 1/3 of it, and it's attached to a small body. From the way I see it, it's in a dancing position too. If I don't like how it looks from the distance, then I am afraid to get a close up view of it. Of course, eventually, I will get a close up of it, given the truck is driving closer to it.

Surely I won't have to deal with the island, and perhaps this "Stargazers West University" place is just minutes away, past the island…


And so, I have been proven wrong. Destiny puts me in a cruel twist of fate.

When the truck drove passed the port that leads to that island with the weird monument, I had felt a moment of bliss. At the same time, my brother has finally gained conscious, but that's not important. Then the men just had to turn around, and halt right in front of the port. Once they park the truck, they quickly got off to open the door. Suddenly, I have been thrown off the truck, then my brother immediately afterwards, then his and my suitcases last.

"Congratulations on your admission! Enjoy your high school!" And with those departing words, they drive away. In response, my brother stands up and shouts back at them.

"Stop messing with me!"

As they drive away, an envelope flows from it, and then with help from the wind the truck creates, it lands in front of my brother. He picks up the letter and reads the words printed on it.

"Stargazers West University in Promised Island," he whispers to himself, forgetting (or perhaps never realizing) that I am right next to him. Speechless, he turns to the island, and I mimic his action. Immediately, I regret doing so, because I receive a beautiful view of that statue of whatever-the-hell-it-is and it's creeping me out. With a sigh, my brother turns.

"I'm leaving," he mutters to himself. As he is about to take a step, an old man appears out of nowhere, right in front of my brother.

"So you were admitted to Stargazers West University?" He questions my brother. I swear, this old man, right in front of my brother and I… he looks just like-

"Jiiya! It's you!" my brother screams at him. Okay… I was thinking the man resembled the butler, but to say it is him…

"If you're going to the school, you better get on the boat"

"You mean… you're not my butler?"

Wataru… there is no way that old man smoking a cigarette acting all cool and hipster would be our polite, respectful butler. Just to let you know…

"Of course not, I'm just an old fisherman as you can clearly see," the man responded… on second thought, he does kind of sounds like Jiiya. Eh… I still doubt it's really him.

The old man repeats himself to my brother and me that we should aboard the boat to travel to the island, where our new school is at. Before I can even grab my suitcase and move to the boat, my brother drags his and walks away.

"See you, grandpa," he mutters while walking away. I swear, I don't even know who this boy is. He is clearly not the sweet brother I knew and played with in the past.

"You're going back home?" The old man asked.

"Yeah," my brother replies. He continues to walk away with his luggage behind him

"Well," the old man starts. "If you have another high school lined up for you, then I'm happy for you." Those words stop my brother. Of course, he made a dumb move in applying to only one high school, never even stopping to think what would happen if he failed the exam. Sighing in defeat, my brother turns and trudges back and boards to the boat. I follow him and sat far from him.

Appearing out of nowhere, a brown-haired boy, dressed in a red jacket and grey pants arrives and sits in the seat in the back of the boat, holding the same envelope my brother has. The boy grins, staring at the envelope. The way he stares at it gave me the feeling I should stay away from him. Naturally, I slid to my left, moving farther away from him. As I move, a girl appears and sits at where I was once sitting at. This girl wore a mouse hat that covered her pink hair and glasses that was worn on her face. She was dressed in a green shirt with white puffs and bells decorated on it and plain white pants.

This girl appeared to be as gloomy as my brother. Much like my brother and the strange boy, something was held in her hands, but it was not an envelope. Rather, it was a picture. I feel temptation to slide a bit closer and see what picture she was holding, but I know it's best not to be nosy.

After staring at the picture, she goes to stare at my brother for a moment, then she lets out a heavy sigh the exact same time he does. Around the same time, the boat starts to move away from the dock.

"This boat is now heading to Promise Island. Please remain seated at all time as the boat is in motion."


The boat ride to Promise Island? Boring as hell. It's been a good five minutes and we aren't there now...

And that boy - I now know his name is Yamada- wouldn't shut up. He went and sat next to my brother and started telling him stories of his life in junior high school. After he was done blabbing on and on about that, he goes on to mention his reasons for coming to Promised Island. I didn't even bother paying attention to him. Simply put, I ignored him and just stared at the seagulls flying up above us in the sky.

When I look at the sky covered with clouds and flying seagulls, I couldn't help but felt I have seen the same scenery before in my childhood. Yet, I have absolutely no memory of being outside of Tokyo. All my life, it was just my brother, our parents, the butler, and I, all living in a nice house in Tokyo.

Throughout the ride, I have pondered.

Deep down, I had always wanted to leave and see what was there outside of Tokyo. Perhaps, going to Stargazers West University in this strange island called Promised Island wasn't such a bad idea…

But why did I have to go with him?

Oh, the weirdo is now bugging the girl and my brother to introduce themselves and cheers they will all have a great time together. Fantastic. Thankfully, the guy hasn't bothered to talk to me…

… Now that I think about it…

Has he even noticed me to begin with? Seriously, throughout the ride, he continues to bug my brother and the girl next to me, yet not once has he say a single word to me. Maybe he has noticed me, but didn't like that I'm still dressed in my nightgown and shoeless with messy, dark brown hair. If that's the case, then I'm glad I look unkempt then.

"Attention! We are now reaching Promised Island!"


Once the boat reaches and stops at the port, Yamada, the weirdo, and Mami, the bespectacled girl, boards off. Right after they walk away with Yamada annoying Mami with unwanted questions, I hop off with my luggage and stood at the dock, staring at the scenery ahead. Of course, the only thing that was eye-appealing was the "Welcome to Promised Island!" sign tied up on the white wall standing in front of me.

"Help me!"

Hearing the cry of my brother desperately calling for help, my time of learning my surroundings is cut short, and I turn at a quick paced. There, flapping his arms with all his strength (if he even had any) is my fraternal twin brother. This is the first time I had ever heard my brother cried for help, and honestly, I can see why he needs it now.

My brother does not know how to swim. Neither does Yamada, since he flat out just said he doesn't know either, so he can't help him. Thanks Yamada. Mami tries to help. She quickly grabs a life tube and throws it directly at my brother.

Well...

Rather than the life tube landing near him or even aiming at him so he can grab onto it, it hits my brother right in the face, knocking his glasses off in the process.

Well that is the end of my brother…

As much as I hate him, the thought of losing my brother by drowning is not a feeling I wish to have. Even though he never talks to me or even acknowledges me anymore, he is still my brother…

And I still crave for his love and attention…

Not wanting to lose my brother, I start to run towards the ocean. I intend to simply jump in and save him, even if I didn't even know how to swim either. Despite that, if he and I drowned, it will be okay. That way, he and I can drown together like total fools.

Once I reach the edge of the dock, ready to dive in, a shadow suddenly blocks all the light that has been shining on me. Looking up at the source, a boat is being carried and heads to the ocean. In the boat, I saw a girl with her arm out, reaching for my brother. Once the boat is lowered enough, the girl grabs my brother by his wrist, saving him from his death.

Throughout the event, I could have sworn I heard a voice from the girl.

"Big Brother!"