CHAPTER 1: FORBIDDEN
Katsumi's P.O.V
I walked to class with my head down.
'Whatever you do, don't let them see you'. My brother's words came into me like a punch in the face. Why? Why does he want me to let them see me? I'm not a shadow, I can't be invisible. It's humanly impossible to just disappear in everyone's sight.
I sighed. What's going on with me? I don't complain like this. I shook my head and continued my way to class with my head still facing down. Without me noticing, I already bumped into someone. I looked up to see who it is. It's . . . Onee-chan?!
Daiki: You seriously can't walk straight, can you?
Katsumi: Seme'masen, Onee—
I stopped myself before I can say the word ‘Onee-chan’. My brother doesn’t want me to call him that when we’re in school.
Daiki: Don’t call me that here.
Katsumi: I won’t call you that.
Daiki: *nods* Go to your class.
He started to walk to his class, hands in his pockets.
Katsumi: By the way, Aomine-san. (It feels weird when I call him by our last name.) Don’t doze off during classes.
Daiki: I’ll try my best not to.
He continued to walk and I did the same. I let out a heavy sigh. Even though, I said for him not to doze off, I know he will. Okasan and otosan wouldn’t like his results when they get back. Both of our parents work overseas since we were in elementary. They visit every two years.
I entered the class and sat on my seat which is beside the window. In my first year here in this school, I haven’t made any friends yet. And the only thing they knew about me is that I’m Daiki Aomine’s secret sister and that they have to stay it that way or else they have to deal with Onee-san.
What’s the reason Onee-san didn’t want the world know about me? Am I unwanted or something? I shook my head. Why do I complain like this? Is something wrong with me?
?: Katsumi-chan, are you okay? You’re spacing out.
I looked behind me and saw a blue-eyed brunette. Ayahi Suzuki. One of my classmates. She’s seated in front of me.
Katsumi: I’m okay, Ayahi-san.
Ayahi: Are you sure? You don’t space out like this.
Katsumi: Gomen’nasai. I’m alright. I was just thinking of something.
Ayahi: *frowns* You should try for the karate club. I mean you’re strong enough to take down our class bully. *points*
Ayahi points to Takeshi Yoshida, the class bully. He bullies everyone in our class except me. He can’t touch me because he knew that he have to deal with Onee-san about it. But even if he did touch me, I’ll take him down. Maybe it’s time for me to be with others now. I’m sick of being unknown. I want to but I know I can’t. I’m forbidden to.
Ayahi waved her hand in front of my face. She must’ve thought that I was spacing out again.
Katsumi: Gomen’nasai.
Ayahi: *sighs* If you don’t want the karate club, then join the basketball club. Your brother is there.
Katsumi: *shakes head* I don’t like basketball and the fact that Aomine-san doesn’t want the whole world to know that he has a sister.
Ayahi: I understand but why call him ‘Aomine-san’? He’s your brother and Aomine is a name that both of you shared. Why not call him ‘Onee-san’?
Katsumi: I call him Onee-san at other places but not at school. He doesn’t want me to. I’m—
Ayahi: forbidden.
Katsumi: *nods*
We both heard a clapping sound that made us face the front. Miyasaki-sensei is already at the front.
Miyasaki: Ayahi-san, Katsumi-san, please refrain from talking. The class is about to start.
We just nodded at the emerald-eyed professor. Miyasaki-sensei is a beautiful and kind woman, we all wonder why she can’t manage a relationship yet. I sighed. Stop sticking your nose from other’s business, Katsumi. I stared at the sky as Miyasaki-sensei started class. I want to know why I’m forbidden.
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I walked home with Onee-san. He lets out a heavy sigh every time he saw someone playing basketball. The reason why I don’t like basketball is because of Onee-san. He says that he loves basketball but why does he hate practicing? Whenever I pass by the gym, I don’t see him anywhere. I always saw him dozing off at the roofs at the time. The fact that he grows fond of playing basketball then suddenly grows tired. I don’t like it.
Daiki: Katsumi? Katsumi?! KATSUMI, ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!
Katsumi: Gomen’nasai. What is it?
Daiki: *sighs* I said you can join any club you want starting tomorrow.
Katsumi: Huh? *touches forehead* You’re not sick, are you, Onee-san?
Daiki: I’m not sick. And what makes you think that?!
Katsumi: It’s just . . . I’ve been thinking a lot this morning. I was wondering why you don’t want me seen by other people. Are you preventing me from something?
Daiki: I’ll tell you when I’m ready to.
Katsumi: Okay.
I smiled and him but he looked away. Joining any club I want. I wonder what.
We arrived home. Onee-san slouched on the sofa completely tired. I wonder why.
Katsumi: Onee-san, are you tired?
Daiki: Obviously.
Katsumi: Rest for now. Then take a shower. I’ll ready the food for dinner.
Daiki: Sure.
I put an apron on and tied my hair into a ponytail then started cooking. I heard the television open and sighed. Television is rest for Onee-san. I heard Onee-san say, ‘Kise is all over the television now.’
I wonder who Kise is. An old friend?
I started to cut some vegetables when Onee-san went up. Probably for taking a shower. I continued cooking then before I know it, I’m done. I got the table ready and waited for Onee-san.
He went down and sat on the table.
Katsumi & Daiki: Ittadakimasu~
We started eating. Then the question, who Kise is, went to my mind. Now is the right time to ask.
Katsumi: Ne, Onee-san, who is Kise?
Onee-san’s eyes widened.
Daiki: Why do you want to know?
Katsumi: I heard you say something about him a while ago.
Daiki: He’s the famous model, Ryota Kise. And my previous teammate.
Katsumi: *sighs*
Onee-san puts his bowl and chopsticks down and says, ‘Thank you for the food’. I looked at him as he slouches to the sofa again. It’s always been like this whenever I start the conversation. As soon as he answers my question, he puts down his chopsticks and slouches on the sofa even if his food isn’t finish yet. I’m used to this but why am I complaining?
I took charge of cleaning up as always. When I’m done, I went to my room and rested. My room has a shelf that is full of chapter books. I keep a little manga but all of them are borrowed by Onee-san. I have a desk that I use for studying and reading. My room is painted with baby blue and has posters of famous singers. I turned off the light and lay on my bed. I wonder what tomorrow will be like.