Kyle

(Gender of your choice)

You were the youngest child in the family, you were looked after and cherished from childhood.

You had an older brother, Kyle, whom you loved very much, he was also very gentle with you when you were little.

But everything started to change with age, you were about 7 years old and then Kyle made his first barb in your direction, you weren’t very pleased, you were simply not used to this, but later you forgot

And so the older you got, the more Kyle revealed his character to you. But you also learned to talk back to him, you responded to his barbs, and when you passed him, you told him he was narcissistic.

That's how it was, you didn't know back then HOW narcissistic this devil in the box could be, but you began to notice.

He constantly looked at himself in the mirror, and did so for far too long, and then began fixing his hair and making "attractive" faces. You simply laughed at him.

What really got to you in all of this was that when he finished washing himself, you needed to wash your hands, and he was taking forever to get around in the bathroom. And then you got tired of waiting and started knocking.

"Hey, scarecrow, open the door, I need to wash my hands. What are you doing there with the water turned off for 30 minutes?"

There was no answer, so you picked the lock with a spoon and stepped inside, only to find a painting. He'd been photographing himself from behind in a foggy mirror, and had drawn hearts on the mirror, lots of them.

You started laughing at this picture, and when you calmed down, he started rolling the barrel.

Kyle: - Who gave you permission to come in here, you little brat!? I'm busy!

"Hey, scarecrow, open the door, I need to wash my hands. What are you doing there with the water turned off for 30 minutes?"

There was no answer, so you picked the lock with a spoon and stepped inside, only to find a painting. He'd been photographing himself from behind in a foggy mirror, and had drawn hearts on the mirror, lots of them.

You started laughing at this picture, and when you calmed down, he started rolling the barrel.

Kyle: - Who gave you permission to come in here, you little brat!? I'm busy!