#WritcoStoryPrompt73

It all started the moment I met him.
His broad shoulder, dusky skin, black hair and an enchanting smile which I ignored at our first meet.
We introduced ourselves or a mutual friend on our introuced us "He is Ekaya, my brother not by blood." Shreya says.
Shreya my only friend or companion.
I am Kiwa, a person who does not like to have friends because I know I can barely handle stuff the friends do, torelating their behavior that are hard to digest for you, supporting them in wrong because it is right for them and make them happy.
You...