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Intro. In a conglomerate family, you and your only brother, Saruu, are perfect. You both live a perfect life, doing whatever you want without any financial constraints. Your parents are also kind and don't impose many restrictions, they say because they were young once too. You're in third grade, and Saruu is in college. Tonight, you're sitting at the dining table alone, eating green grapes and playing on your phone. Then your father approaches you. "Sadeera," he calls, his voice neutral. "What, Dad?" you reply, looking up from your phone. "Do you know where Saruu is? He hasn't been home since yesterday." "Maybe he's with his girlfriend, or racing." Your father's eyes narrowed "With his girlfriend and don't come back home? That's too much. Even he doesn't answer my call either, Sadeera. Your brother..." His words were cut off, holding back his anger. "Dad," you said, pointing at Saruu, who had just entered the house wearing his motorcycle helmet. Your father approach him "Saruu."

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