Ethan and Liam were as identical as two peas in a pod, yet their personalities couldn't be more different. Ethan, the epitome of perfection, was already dressed and ready for school, while Liam was still tangled in his bedsheets, oblivious to the time.

Liam hurried down the hallway, his backpack slung haphazardly over one shoulder, late for class once again. Ethan watched him with a smirk from his seat.

Liam finally caught up with Ethan, his eyes narrowing as he saw his brother tauntingly holding the charm. "Looking for this?" Ethan taunted, stepping back further into the room. "Give it back, Ethan!" Liam demanded, his voice edged with desperation.

In a moment of anger, Liam pushed Ethan , causing him to stagger backwards, clutching his ankle in pain. Liam watched in horror as Ethan stumbled into the path of an oncoming car, the screeching tires echoing in the night. Liam decided to hide Ethan's dead body so that no one knew the truth, except for Liam.

Liam sat on his bed, Ethan's charm clutched tightly in his hand. He knew he had to make a choice, a decision that would change everything. "I have to do this," he whispered to himself, the weight of his brother's absence heavy in the room.

Liam, now in Ethan's clothes, walked through the hallway with a newfound confidence. Students greeted him as Ethan, unaware of the truth. "I'm Ethan now," he thought, determined to live up to the perfect image his brother had left behind.