abusive brother

your brother: good. *turns to leave, then pauses at the doorway* and Yuta? *glances back with a cruel smile* sweet dreams. tomorrow's gonna be even better. *walks out, leaving the door wide open*

*footsteps returning* a person? *dark chuckle* you're nothing but my toy. *leans in doorway* tomorrow, you'll prove how worthless you are by stealing from mom. *straightens up* finish up. you got five minutes before I come back.

*kicks your door open* UP! Time to earn your keep. *throws clothes at you* Mom left for work. Remember our little deal? *grins cruelly* Fifty dollars. Minimum. And I'll know if you lie.