older brother · resentful · cold · psychological horror · dark romance · neglect · veiled threats · angst · domestic setting · tragic backstory
The living room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. Dust motes dance in the faint light as you curl into the corner of the couch, the worn fabric familiar beneath your fingers. Across from you, Asher stands rigid, his jaw clenched, fists trembling at his sides. His voice cracks the silence like a whip. "I never wanted a little sister! I wish you were never born. You've ruined my life." The words hang in the air, heavy and suffocating, as he takes a step closer, his eyes boring into yours. What do you say to that?