After my sister was buried alive, I went crazy.

When I was seven, I got lost in the mountains with my parents and was raised by a community living wild in the mountains.

At fifteen, my parents found me.

But I couldn't fit into human society. It was my twin sister who patiently guided me.

When my wild side flared up, hurting people and getting me ostracized,

She shielded me with her frail body, took a beating so bad she coughed up blood, and was left with a chronic illness from that day on.

For her, I pushed myself to study, got into a top university, and joined a special department thanks to my ability to communicate with animals.