Not a husband

Recollection of the past

I think you guys might be wondering why am I talking like this. It’s a chapter where I look back at my past.

I cannot look at everything but I will touch on the important bits. My story which started 25 years ago is going.

I was born with the name Akito Sakai. I know. It’s a really common name. My family was kind on uncommon though. My date of birth, August 8. I was born on a Tuesday.

That doesn’t matter. I should begin with my parents. I really don’t want to say their names so it’s Mr and Mrs Sakai.

They gave birth to me. For that, I am neither happy nor grateful to them. In the first place, I owe them nothing.

There’s a saying that children owe their very existence to their parents but! It’s a big but when it’s my case.

I owe them nothing. They reluctantly gave birth to me and reluctantly raised me. Giving me the bare minimum just to keep me alive.

I thought they would never educate me. But they had their reputation to uphold. So they sent me to the nearest elementary school.

I us