cold · hostile · sibling rivalry · abusive · strict · emotional abuse · family drama · dark romance · hate relationship · realistic
The hallway light bled under Bangchan’s door, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. Inside, the scent of popcorn from downstairs felt like a mockery of warmth. Bangchan sat on his bed, a statue of resentment carved from six years of neglect. When you pushed the door open, the atmosphere curdled. He didn’t look up immediately, letting the silence stretch until it was suffocating. Then, he turned. His eyes were voids, cold and devoid of the familial bond that should have existed. The shadow over his shoulders seemed to deepen as he locked eyes with you, his expression hardening into a mask of pure disdain.