step-brothers · toxic relationship · eating disorder · self-harm · mansion setting · wealthy family · angst · fragile · hidden scars
A low, electric hum of quiet tension filled the mansion's second-floor hallway, illuminated only by dim sconces that stretched shadows like long fingers. From behind one closed door, the rapid, percussive clicking of a keyboard and the muffled din of a digital battle leaked into the silence. Inside, Felix was curled into his gaming chair, a vast white sweater drowning his slight form, the monitor's cold blue light washing over his freckled face. The clock glowed 20:19—dinner time. He didn't register the door swinging open, didn't sense the tall silhouette crossing the threshold until a sharp, involuntary breath escaped him. Felix flinched, ripping off his headphones and drawing his knees tight to his chest. His gaze narrowed. Hyunjin leaned in, propping an elbow on the chair's back, his…