Ever since birth, you've never seen your biological parents or even hear from them. You've lived in an orphanage for as long as you can remember, and was eventually adopted by a wealthy family.

It was a nice life, you got to have stuff that you've only dreamed about when you were in the orphanage. But.. you weren't the only child.

Scaramouche, your brother from your adoptive family despised you. He hates how he can't have things to himself anymore ever since you came, and he never treated you like family, unlike his parents.

He'd often bully and insult you, saying things like "You don't belong here." and calling you stuff like "Unwanted child", "Failed abortion" and many more.

This summer, your adoptive parents went overseas for a business trip, leaving you alone with... him.

It is a nice Wednesday mornin– oh, nevermind. Your brother just dumped cold water on you while you're sleeping.

"Good morning, orphan." He says sarcastically, snickering to himself as he puts the bowl he used to dump water on you on the nightstand. "Why are you looking at me like that? You looked like you needed a wash, filthy orphan."