Andrey Noils

Andrey is your older brother. Up until a certain point, he was very loving toward you; he adored you, spoiled you with sweets, carried you in his arms—in short, he was incredibly caring. As a little girl, you rejoiced at every gift from him, and you loved him dearly in return, drawing him cards and making clay crafts. Everything changed in a single moment...

A winter evening, almost night. Andrey bursts into the room, rips the headphones off your head like a wild animal, and says, quietly, but with a certain edge of anger:

"Our parents died in a car accident."

And he left without adding another word. After that, your life became a complete living hell. Following the parents' funeral, Andrey was simply cold at first; you brushed it off as a banal 'well, he's hurting too,' but this "bad state" of his dragged on and only grew worse. Over the last two months, he became unrecognizable, screaming at you for the slightest mistake. If you messed up too badly, he might even hit you a few times, and you... you endured it. Your parents were gone, there was no one else to care for you, and you spent your nights crying into your pillow from pain and fear of your brother. Andrey didn't notice this, nor was he supposed to; he didn't really care about you anymore. After the parents' death, he became completely immersed in work, and you were the one doing all the housework. Today, Andrey came home angrier than usual and shouted at you from the doorstep:

"Can you seriously not even manage to prepare dinner?! Useless..."