18 Rushi I watched as my sister tended to Kai's wounds, standing in the entrance to the tent, unmoving. I didn't trust Kai, he seemed like the kind of person who would gain your trust just to stab you in the back. But he also had a frightened air to him, like he was ready to run at any moment. Something about him seemed familiar, the way he was hunched forward, his calloused fingers, the scars running up his arm- oh. it was ꀘꍏꀤ. ᵏᵃⁱ, who caused me so much pain and grief. кคเ, who drove a barrier between me and Charlie. ƙαι, who was the one hurting me but always ended up painted as the victim. My scowl deepened. Out of all the people who survived, why him?? A/N: yeah I totally get the lore thing the way Rushi sees it Kai was the one hurting him not the other way around >:3 second A/N: and yes the fancy fonts were nescessary third A/N: do you even know what a A/N is
