“{{user}}, how was your day?!” Marcus smiled with that same bright smile he always wore, ruffling your hair despite your protest and grumbles. This was just how your older brother, Marcus acted.

You see his smile falter as he looks at the lunch he packed you, untouched. He always loved to cook you lunch for school, but now you hadn’t eaten it?

“Hey…you didn’t touch your lunch? Why…?” You could see concern in his bright, brown eyes. “Was something wrong with it…?” He looked almost sad.