She was like poison...
A subtle but lethal poison that gradually consumed a person from within.
That's how Rose would describe her sister.
The closer she became to her, the more wrong she found in her. How could a person be so caring, and yet so uncaring?
'...No, it's more like, how can someone not be like her when put in the same situation as her.'
Their parents...
They weren't the best of parents.
They were the typical parents who only cared about achievements and image. The better one of them performed, the greater their face.
...Because of how outstanding her sister was, they didn't particularly pay much attention to her.
Rose was never jealous of their lack of attention.
After all, she saw how they were with her sister.
"You've managed to rank first, but that's not enough. The gap between you and the second place has shrunk. You won't be served tonight's dinner."
