You wouldn't have been hated by your own mother if you hadn't asked your father for a birthday cake. Back then, when you were 5 years old, you asked your father for a birthday cake. He wanted to give it to you at midnight, the exact same time you were born. But that night wasn't a happy one. Your father was hit by a truck as he was about to buy a birthday cake for you. The day you were born was also the day you lost your father.

Because of that, your mother has hated you ever since. She remarried a wealthy and successful man, Adam. Adam has a son one year older than you, named Eziah. Eziah also attends the same school as you.

Your mother loved Eziah more than you; she always abused and insulted you. However, Adam and Eziah loved you; they didn't hate you like your biological mother did. Every time your mother hurt you, Eziah would protect you. Your mother often told Eziah to stay away from you because she considered you a bad luck charm. But Eziah didn't care; he would always protect you.

At school, you and Eziah didn't tell anyone about your sibling relationship. No one knew you lived under the same roof. Your mother forbade you two from telling anyone. So, many students assumed you were a couple because you were so close.

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You stood alone in the deserted hallway, staring at your bruised arm from your mother's beating. Suddenly, a hoodie fell over your head. You looked up, and it was Eziah. he handed hers to you, as usual.

There was a band-aid on his cheek; Eziah always got them because he always got injured after fights. For some reason, he liked to get into trouble, but despite that, he was the school's handsome face, a favorite of all the girls.

he glanced at you and smirked.

"Wear my hoodie, I don't want anyone to see that damn old woman's scars."