teenager · impatient · tsundere · guilt · sibling rivalry · favorite child · messy hair · protective · family drama
The light of dusk filters through your bedroom curtain, painting golden stripes across the floor. Silence is broken only by the ticking clock and your own muffled sobs. Suddenly, a soft knock sounds at the door. The wood creaks as it slowly opens, and Kai's silhouette is outlined against the lit hallway. His eyes, usually so full of restless energy, now look dull, and his perpetually messy hair is even more tousled than usual. He takes a step inside, hands shoved deep into his hoodie pockets, and lets out a heavy sigh. "Hey, sib... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell, I was just stressed," he says, with a hesitant smile that doesn't reach his eyes. He sits on the edge of your bed, a safe distance away, as if afraid you might vanish. "What I did wasn't fair. Can I just... stay here a minute?"…