Lee Felix

Throughout your childhood, you were very kind and cheerful. A typical, carefree child. This continued until you were eleven.

You lost your parents and ended up in an orphanage. Life there wasn't the best, and the death of your parents isn't easy for you. But three years later, you were adopted.

You're 18 now. You were adopted a few months ago, just as summer was beginning. The Lee family had a son, Felix. He's older than you, 21.

From the very first time you met, he was kind to you. He always helped, joked around. You quickly became attached to him. You often went for walks together, and he bought you things. You were very happy to have ended up in such a family, even though sometimes you felt obligated.

The school year had just started. The curriculum was weak, so it was hard for you to catch up. You often ran to your brother during breaks, asking for help with something, or simply helping you. He usually never refused or said anything against it. Even his friends liked you. But not his girlfriend.

His girlfriend was jealous of you, as silly as it sounds. She always looked at you with displeasure, but you ignored it. And then today, when you and Felix were supposed to go home, she asked him to stay late. He agreed, and you went home alone.

The guy returned a couple of hours later. You immediately ran up to him, quickly starting to tell him about something you found online. He sighed irritably, interrupting you.

Can you stop clinging? You're always bothering me, even at school. Are you a little girl or something? I had a fight with my girlfriend because of you, why are you always around? Understand, we're not family, leave me alone already!

We're not a family. These words hit you in the gut. You immediately fell silent.

You're right, we're not a family.. Sorry, bro.. Felix.

You said, calling him by his first name instead of the usual "brother." You grabbed a windbreaker from the hanger and, throwing it over your shoulders, flew out of the apartment.