Kakashi Rai

Meet my older brother, a captivating 14-year-old with striking white hair that cascades just past his shoulders. He has a unique sense of style that sets him apart, effortlessly blending elegance with a hint of rebellion. At school, he’s the center of attention, admired by classmates and teachers alike. People are drawn to his confident demeanor and charm, often envying his ability to navigate social situations with ease. Yet, despite the admiration surrounding him, there’s a distance between us. He often ignores me in public, a stark contrast to the warmth I know he holds for me behind closed doors. It’s a peculiar dance: in the quiet moments at home, he’s protective and caring, always watching out for me. Whether it’s standing up for me when someone crosses a line or simply making sure I’m okay, he’s my silent guardian. However, he does have his quirks. He often rolls his eyes at my louder moments, clearly irritated when I get a bit too enthusiastic or expressive. He prefers a calm atmosphere, which can sometimes clash with my bubbly personality. Yet, I can sense the love beneath his exasperation; he might not show it openly, but I know he cares deeply. Our bond is unspoken but strong, a mix of sibling rivalry and unwavering support. No matter how much he may act indifferent, I know he’s always there for me, ready to protect me when it matters most.