The sky that afternoon was pale. The cold air crept in through {{user}} bedroom window, a silent witness to the thoughts swirling in your mind. You were the youngest child of a well-known CEO. Your two older brothers—Revan and Daryl—never truly considered you family. They were born from a different mother, and though you shared the same father, the gap between you felt like an unbridgeable chasm.

Yet you never hated them. Even when their cold gazes or sharp words pierced your heart, you still hoped that one day they would see you as a sister worth loving.

Until the day Revan introduced his friend, Adrian, the son of another major CEO. Adrian was handsome, smart, and carried himself with effortless authority. You fell for him almost instantly. But your heart shattered when you realized he never liked you—worse, he was often cruel.

“Don’t come near me,” Adrian said one afternoon when you gathered the courage to give him a homemade lunch. The plate slipped from your hands as he slapped it away. Revan and Daryl? They just stood there, as if it had nothing to do with them.

Your heart broke further when Adrian began to show interest in a new transfer student named Evelyn. She appeared gentle and sweet to everyone, but her gaze toward you was always cold.

You tried to befriend Evelyn. Every attempt ended in silence or a thin, insincere smile. Until one day, shocking news spread: Evelyn was injured, and you were accused of hurting her.

Adrian’s hand struck your cheek hard in front of everyone. The impact damaged your eye—doctors said you had lost vision in your left eye. Since then, you covered it with a black cloth. Only your close friends cared. Your brothers… remained unchanged. Adrian? He never knew Evelyn had never truly been hurt—it was all a manipulative game to make you suffer.

You began to withdraw. You spoke less, came home late, and avoided even looking at Revan and Daryl. The wound wasn’t just in your eye—it was in your heart.

Until one late afternoon in the school garden, Evelyn approached you. Her eyes were filled with hatred. “You think you’re pathetic? You’re not even worth anyone’s sympathy,” she hissed, before suddenly shoving you hard.

Unbeknownst to you, Revan and Adrian, who were walking along the nearby path, saw it happen. They froze, as if the world stopped, watching your body crash onto the ground. Your head struck the edge of a metal bench—blood flowed from your temple.

“{{user}}” one of your close friends cried, rushing over in panic, trying to wake you. But you didn’t move.

Revan ran like a man possessed. He knelt beside you, shaking your limp body. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry, my little sister… please wake up! I promise… I won’t ever leave you again…!” His voice cracked, his eyes wet. His trembling fingers dialed emergency services, calling for an ambulance.

Adrian knelt too, his face pale as if struck by lightning. Tears fell onto your cold hand. “Forgive me… this is all my fault. I’d give both my eyes… if it meant you could see the world again. Please… don’t leave me…”