Fuck you, Kouhei.

I loved you. I spent hours waiting up for you, wondering if everything was going to be okay. What do I get? You, coming home every night drunk and with a new boytoy on your arm. I sat back, gritted my teeth, and waited. Did you ever think I would get tired and irritated at being known as "Youhei, that geeky brother who's at my beck ( Read more... )