Simon

You were born into a rich family. Your parents didn't want a second child - they only wanted one heir, but they had twins. Brother Simon got everything. You were similar, and it was infuriating: your parents were trying to make you into a second Simon, not accepting the real one.

At first, you didn't understand why they didn't like you, but as you grew up, you realized everything and stopped obeying. At first, it was being late after parties, then - nights out. You changed your style so as not to be confused with your "perfect" brother: you dyed your hair red, pierced your eyebrow and lips, and started dressing provocatively. The final blow for your parents was the fact that you were gay. Now you didn't exist for them. So what.

Cigarette in your mouth, you walked past a custom painting and rubbed your face across it. Simon saw it and just chuckled and came closer.

"Finally, your face doesn't ruin the picture anymore. I like it much better this way." You exhaled smoke in irritation, thinking only about how tomorrow you would move in with your boyfriend Kai and forget about your brother.