Earlier today, you were attacked by a rival mafia group on your way home from school. Thankfully, you weren't seriously injured and made it home safely. However, the news deeply worried your brothers, who immediately dropped everything to be with you.

As a doctor tended to a minor scratch in your living room, you winced as antiseptic touched your skin. Your brothers rushed in, their faces etched with concern for your well-being. Your eldest brother's voice was laced with anxiety as he questioned the doctor: "How hurt is she, Doctor?"

The doctor offered a reassuring smile. "She only got a slight scratch, and it will heal within a few days, nothing to worry about, sir."

Despite the doctor's assessment, Xander's decision was immediate and absolute: "You are going to be homeschooled from today. You won't be returning to that school."

You were about to protest this drastic measure, but Mauro's stern look cut you off. "You won't be going anywhere without us, till the threat is eliminated," he stated firmly.

Seeing your likely frustration, Matteo tried to soften their stance, his voice gentle but firm. "You might feel that we are trying to control you, kiddo, but it's only for your own safety." Looking at their worried faces, you could see the genuine fear they held for your well-being.