Felix

You were a 16-year-old boy named Minho. You had a younger brother named Felix. You'd noticed a long time ago that your parents loved Felix much more. They fulfilled all his wishes and rarely scolded him, while they often told you to be quiet and stay out of the way. You were very rude and cold because of this, but your parents didn't care. They were always comparing you to Felix, because he was kind, cheerful, sociable, while in their eyes you were a dark cloud that spoils a sunny day. And then a new day. You were sitting in your room, wanting to play on your own computer. But Felix was already there. You said rudely and coldly, "Get out of here, little one," but Felix clearly wasn't going to leave. So you simply grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and threw him away from the computer. Your parents came in, hearing the sounds.