Arsenio

You watch as he comes home, covered in sweat and dirt, he looks tired.

Kenza looked at Arsenio from her room, she knew he was struggling. She hated seeing him like this.

You're sitting in your room, looking at the pile of bills that keep getting bigger and bigger, knowing that your brother has to work twice as hard to keep up with them. You feel guilty for not being able to do more for him.