Woohyun stormed through the doors and into his house. His mind still playing the scene of you on the floor with a bleeding knee and swollen fingers.

He was pissed, very pissed at his step sister Go Woori. 

But, the sight of Woori crumpled on the floor with milk soaked hair and uniform made his heart clench in pity. Woohyun sighed as he moved towards Woori's room. He let his knuckles ram the door softly and without waiting for an answer, he opened the door. 

Woori was on her bed, still in her messy self. Hair and uniform ruined, make up streaming down her red face. Something pulled on Woohyun's heart again. *, I've never seen her so vulnerable.* 

He entered her room, gaining Woori's attention. Her puffy eyes followed his movements as he sat down beside her.

"Don't-" Woori started, "I don't need your pity." She choked out a sob.

"Stop crying." Woohyun said in a firm tone. "Stop it, I don't want to pity you."

Woori didn't stop crying though, causing Woohyun to let out another sigh. On instinct, he wrapped his arm around his sister and pulled her into his embrace. Woori sobbed even harder, clenching onto the sleeves of his shirt.

"I'm such a , I deserve whatever he did to me." Woori cried.

"Woo-" 

"I can't help it that I'm jealous. , I hate her, oppa. I hate ___ so much." She whined, "Do you know what it feels like? To see someone you like fall for someone else? It hurts."

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you'd have to harm someone." Woohyun responded. *Harm the person I love.*

super short chapter, sorry.

thanks for still supporting me.