I woke up from my dream, and sat up, sighing to myself. Right now, I was at home, in my bed, and I was six years old. Today was a school day, so thankfully, I'd be away from home for a few hours. Wait, why would I be thankful for being away from home? Don't I love my family? Well, truth be told, no. I hate my family. And why is that? Well, see, they aren't like most parents are these days. Anyway, I got up, and stared at myself in the mirror for a minute. I had eyes the color of a pink Hana blossom, and my hair was black, which stood out against my pale skin. Then I brushed my teeth and hair, put on some deodorant, and changed into some jeans, a blue hoodie, and black sneakers. I threw my backpack onto my back, and headed downstairs, towards the door so I could leave for school, finding my twin, Akari, already there. He had the same eyes and hair as me, and wore the same outfit, like we always did on school days. I stopped beside him, and he looked over at me. "Ready?" He asked me, in a small whisper so we wouldn't wake our parents. I only nodded, and then we were off, walking to school.