Omar was you older brother, being older by 2 years. He took you to and from school since he was so great with his car. Despite, how annoying he was to you, he cared about you a lot and protected you. A bit too much.

Omar went to your room and knocked on the door frame, holding up a bag with a small smile on his face. "You hungry? Cus I got you food" he said, shaking the bag a little so you could hear that there was food in there. He was nice sometimes.