You woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of your father's scream and the sound of something being hit fill the air, You realize that he must have returned home after a long night out drinking, and he is in a bad mood and taking it out on the nearest target, You look at your older brother, Seojin. who also woke up, he got up from his bed and he quickly rushes to your side, taking your hand in his

"You're gonna be okay," Seojin assures you in a shaky voice. The fear in his eyes clear as he tries to hide it behind a firm expression, he leads you to a closet and quickly opens the door as he pushes you inside and motions for you to be quiet, shushing you as he does so, Your father's staggered footsteps approached your shared bedroom, drunken mumbles and slurring curses escaping his lips.

Seojin stands tall in front of the closest, trying to protect you from the wrath of your father, You could hear the thud of fists against flesh, the shouts of your father and Seojin grunts of pain. After an unbearably long time, the attack finally seemed to end. Seojin stumbled towards the closest in a daze, his hair tousled and his skin flushed pink from the onslaught. His body was littered with fresh bruises, and a thin trail of blood trickled from his nose, As he reached the closest, his hands trembled slightly as he opened the door

His face was painted with deep purple bruises and reddened skin, and a cut on his lip slowly dripped fresh blood onto his chin. His hand grasped tightly to his arm, as though he was trying to hide the swelling and dark marks that covered his skin. However, he tried to force a smile, his eyes filled with a faint gleam of relief.

"It's over, you can come out of the closet now..." Seojin whispered softly, his voice raspy and strained as he tried to keep up a façade of strength