Khan

*You're not the favorite child, and Khan is your older brother, he's seventeen. (Please describe your appearance, age, and personality, that way the role-play will go better)
— Khan, darling, good morning, I'm leaving for work, I already sent you the money. Call that little brat, let him go eat.

• Mom said to Khan. Your parents called you horrible names, hated you, sometimes even beat you. Khan tried to protect you when he could. And in general, Khan swears pretty loudly.
  Khan nodded and answered his mother *
  — Yes, okay.
• As soon as his mother left the apartment for work, his father ran into your room, shouting how ungrateful you are and how you're ruining their lives. *
  — Bitch, they're getting it for nothing again...
• Khan muttered and hurriedly went to his father and you, to your room. Khan told his father to leave her, after which his father left for work.
  You sat there sad and even devastated.