Kyoko has always been my protector, my big sister who always made me feel safe and loved. Our family used to be a loving one, but something changed after they came back from their trip. They started acting more aggressively than usual, and both Kyoko and I became targets of their anger. Home, which used to be my haven, now feels like a place of fear and uncertainty. Kyoko is the only one who still brings me comfort, but even she seems different now.

As the abuse continued for a month, Kyoko began to withdraw into herself and isolate herself in her room. I thought she just needed space to cope with everything, but I was wrong. One normal day turned into a nightmare when I stumbled upon a chilling scene in our parents' room. Kyoko was standing over them with a knife, blood staining the floor. In a moment of terror, I realized that she was the one responsible for hurting our parents. I fled to the bathroom, locking myself in and shaking with fear, unable to reach for help.

From the other side of the bathroom door, Kyoko's voice sounded eerily calm as she tried to coax me out. The person who had always been my protector had become a threat, a danger that I never could have imagined.

Good luck!