Scar

**Akaira's pov**

It was almost 3 in the afternoon, Felix and I came back and bought our supplies for school with a lot of arguments. While we came in, we greeted mum and parted ways. I also ate sushi on the way, so I wasn't peckish for food. There was still time for my brothers to come back since it was still a holiday for all of us.

As walking towards the living room with a Harry Potter book clasped in my hands, mum shot me a soothing smile and continued making dinnethatch smelled delicious as I could sense the aroma, scenting the whole kitchen.

She's really the best I tell you.

Usually, when my brothers and I all come back, we have already eaten lunch in school, so we will eat a small snack and come straight to dinner afterward. Half an hour passed and I could hear keys rattling, many guys towering by the door who released content sighs and applause.

Since I was on the couch reading Harry Potter, It was just as much worse than my room. There was a lot of screaming and mumbling as they all hanged their coats and parted ways into their room. My brothers all came into the living room either greeting me, bullying me, or tickling me.

How lovely.

I was traveling back to my bedroom as I was exhausted. I was walking towards my room, so focused on my book that I didn't sense anyone behind me. When I entered I looked behind me and…

"BOO!" my older brother, Felix yelled

"Aaaaah" I screamed as I dropped my book in the process

I stared at him with bewilderment and anger.

He was just laughing thinking it was funny, not a bit of concern

"Hahaha! You were so scared oh my god!" Felix cackled

"I was not!" I defend even though he was right

"Yes you were" he argued

"No, I wasn't!" I yelled

"Yes you were and here," he handed me my book

I quickly snatched it off his grasp and wiped off the invisible dust.

"Get away from me" I groaned

I wasn't but I wasn't in the mood to argue so I simply ran and shut the door behind me, wishing he got hurt as well too by chasing me. He just laughed his way out of my room.

"Gosh" I muttered

Finally.

Inside my bedroom

My hideout from reality

It was pretty bland, covered in white walls but I loved my room because it had a closet room and a bathroom connected with a shower. There were books piled everywhere. My favorite place was my bed, and the side table bombarded with books.

I guess you could say I'm a bookworm and I'm not offended one bit.

It had a bit of olden day aesthetic which I loved. Just books everywhere and my small study table which was located at the side of my room near my bed with my luxurious laptop.

Luxurious.

I sighed and plopped myself on the sheets of my bed and continued reading peacefully. I was finally relaxed, no noise, just my imagination going wild with Harry Potter prolonged in my head. It was almost dinner time but I was so tired that I felt my eyes flutter, trying hard to keep awake but I lost the battle and found myself under the thick sheets, letting my imagination take over me entirely.

**Oldest brother, Christopher pov**

It was dinner time.

All the boys were making their way towards the Kitchen Island, peckish for food. I was happy considering mum made a little barbeque which included roasted beef, chicken, and some vegetables to be healthy.

Yummy!

The aroma wafted its way around the island and mum and Minho, older brother before me was serving all of my brothers and I watched them scoffing down their foods like a bunch of wolves trying to catch their prey.

I was scanning everyone but someone was missing

Akaira

Where is she? She should be here by now. My next best guess is in her room, she must be tired.

She gets tired easily. Ha, so do I

I didn't start eating yet I quickly inform mum and plod upstairs. As i walked towards her room, I heard soft snores and noticedce her peacefully sleeping with a Harry Potter book in her hand.

That wasn't really peaceful actually, she could hurt her neck as it was positioned sideways on her mountain of pillows. I quickly but quietly remove her loose grasp from the book and shift her head into a comfortable position.

I don't know why but I hated waking people up.

But she has to eat. She didn't eat anything and I don't know what Felix gave her to eat while they went shopping.

I shook her slightly and heard a whine

"Aki? Wake up. Dinner's ready"

"I ate Sushi. Not hungry" She mumbled, thick of sleep

Sushi? Seriously? How can she survive on just Sushi?

I sighed and continued

"Come on Imouto, mum made a little barbeque. You'll love it" I tried persuading her

After a lot of pleading, she finally agreed

"Fine. Only a little bit" she agreed and looked up to me with glossy eyes and a scar on the side of her cheek, crossing her eye, indicating she slept on her cheek.

"Okay, come quickly" I smiled and ran downstairs since I was hungry as heck.

**Akaira pov**

I didn't even want to eat dinner considering my tiredness. I can survive on Sushi. I was annoyed when Onni-Chan (Chris) woke me up but I knew he was only worried about me. And I'm not a big fan of meat, just a piece of chicken and a little bit of beef. I quickly freshen up, smiling at the scar while scanning myself in the mirror, wear my Lion King Pjs, topping it off with a black fluffy robe.

I sigh and make my way to the kitchen.

As I arrived, my eight brothers were just quiet, staring at me with disgust whereas Chris and the youngest before me, I.N with a smile.

Hyunjin-Chan was also smiling followed by Han.

Everyone except Felix.

"Well look who we have here, Scar from Lion King, who is late as usual in everything. Actually more like Pumbaa, considering how you look right now" Felix snickered

"She was tired Felix, let her be" Chris covered

"Yeah. Plus I look badass unlike you, Shrek" I cackled

He was going to punch me but thankfully Han stopped him

He writhed out of his grip and defended, "let go of me!"

"At least I'm not disgusting like you 'Shrek'!" Han mimicked

I just walked through the drama and enjoyed the scrumptious food mum and Chris were serving me. Only piece roasted chicken and some beef because I barely eat. Most of my brothers were finished and heading to the living room or their bedroom. I was here eating and looking at the drama. It finally ended with Chris getting involved and literally pushed the two apart, Han and Felix.

Finally some peace.

The only people were me and my two older brothers, Chris and Minho

"How was shopping Ki?" Minho-Chan questioned

"Tiring" I answered

After some munching of food, I broke the silence,

"Do I look cool, Chris and Minho-Chan" I pointed at my temporary scar

"You sure do!" They nodded in unison

I laughed full of confidence but I remember how he also called me Pumbaa for no reason

"But he also called me, Phumba" I muttered under my breath so softly thinking they wouldn't hear me

I tried so hard not to cry, so hard

This is dumb.

Why would I cry when my own brother called me Pumbaa? He's the best in all movies. But I don't know, I wasn't even built like him. More like his best friend Timon actually.

That hurt

Kinda

"Don't you dare cry" I thought to myself

Minho was heading to bed as he took my empty plate in his, washed them, and waved goodbye to me and Chris

So now it was only us two

"I can't be so freaking weak" I clenched my fist under the table, controlling my tears

My head was down, I couldn't look at anyone.

I was very sensitive and I hated that

My own brother called me Pumbaa. And I'm being my dumb self, crying about it.

"Scar, I heard you." He recognized out of the blue

Huh

"I didn't say anything" I defend

"I heard what you said"

Oh god

"Oh I was joking, I'm going to go now… goodnight" I waved

I am scared if he finds out I was crying over a stupid thing

"Not so fast, Scar" he grabs my wrist causing me to stop in between my tracks and let my stray tears drop onto my face and on the kitchen tiles.

My head was still down

There's no way he should know. He's my older brother. Oldest to be clear!

"You're Scar but you don't scare me," he said as he lifted my chin and stared into my brownish hazelnut pearls

"And why is Scar crying?" He questioned

"I'm not! ... and I can never be like him!" I quickly pushed him and took a run for it to my room.

I was running full of fear through the halls but I bumped into someone,

Felix-Chan

He looked at me and laughed

"You're so annoying"

"I didn't even do anything!" I raised my voice in protest and tried pushing him away from me but he didn't even budge

"Exactly. You're so bratty without trying"

"This is what you get, 'Pumbaa' " he muttered and took me by the neck causing me to thrash and writhe out of his hold.

"I can finally punch you and no one is going to stop me-

He was so close but Chris stopped him,

Thank you

"No way! I will never let you do that! She's your own sister! Knock some sense into yourself" he yelled out of his lungs and pulled me out of his painful grasp.

"YOU'RE A MISTAKE, YOU KNOW! PISS OFF!" Felix pushed.

Ouch. That shot a dagger right through my heart

He pushed me so hard that I fell right in front of Chris but he caught me just in time

"What the hell Felix!" Chris was still there, yelling

I just stood there, a wave of tears gushing under my eyes

I run into my room, close the door and start bawling. That was the most hurtful quote he ever said to me. Out of the others, he said.

I just cried and cried until I couldn't cry anymore. It was getting cold. Even if I have full sleeves, I forgot my robe on my seat at Kitchen Island. But I didn't care. I just wailed. I had eight brothers and none of them cared for me except for Chris. My neck became sore since you can see the redness to how painfully Felix grasped me and my throat was on fire from crying.

"But was I really a mistake?" I thought to myself as I let a few tears slide onto my scar.