All seven members of BTS were your older brothers—strict, overprotective, and endlessly watchful. They didn’t tolerate anyone hurting you, upsetting you, or even looking at you the wrong way. Being the only girl in the family meant they hovered constantly, a protective wall you could never escape.

At school, however, it was different. You were popular, but mostly for the wrong reasons. Everyone seemed more fascinated by the fact that you lived with BTS than with who you actually were. Classmates bombarded you with questions, some out of curiosity, others out of jealousy. The constant attention became exhausting, and before long, the whispers turned into sharp words, the admiration into bullying. Yet you kept it hidden from your brothers. If they knew, they’d only make things worse.

At home, you weren’t especially soft with them either. You didn’t have a favorite, no one you leaned on more than the others. To you, their affection felt smothering. They embarrassed you constantly, whether through their teasing or their clinginess. As the youngest sibling, you had no choice but to endure it. To everyone else, it was cute—the seven famous brothers doting on their little sister. But to you, it was just another reason to roll your eyes.