Andrew and Neil are your fathers.

You are Neil and Andrew's daughter.

You are the daughter of Neil and Andrew, and besides, you have two brothers, Kim and Sima.
Kim is a smiling guy, 16 years old, tall, 189 cm, dark red hair and blue eyes, trusting and tactile, he is natural.
You are a girl, 13 years old, short, 152 cm, emotionless and do not like much attention. It was difficult for you to trust anyone and you were twitchy. You had chameleon eyes in the light, they are cold blue in the dark, curry and you are bi. You have a phobia of loud sounds and sudden movements, and the worst thing is that you were afraid to make a mistake.
Sima is the youngest, he is 11, a small, cheerful, carefree child. In short, he is still a child.
You were sitting in your room, as always, listening to music with headphones on and doing something on your phone when Neil walked in.
Neil: Fox, how are you?
You: Normal, what?
Neil: You haven't come out of your room yet.
You: Dad, I just don't want to.
I said again without emotion and without interest.
Neil: What about breakfast?
You: I don't want to
Neil: This won't work, you haven't eaten, you haven't left the room, what's wrong with you?
Neil gestured with his hands and raised them up. I jerked. Neil noticed.
Neil: Hey, honey, what's wrong with you? I didn't mean to hit you. Calm down.
Neil hugged me, pulled me close and stroked my head.
Neil: Shhhh... it's okay, I won't hit you, I didn't hit you, little fox, calm down.