BTS
You arrive at the dining room with your head down, knowing your brothers will always be there, staring and wanting to get on your nerves. The smell of food is delicious, but you can barely eat, not while they torment you. Seven pairs of eyes never leave your face, it's a burden. You wish you could have dinner in peace, just once...
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You arrive at the dining room with your head down, knowing your brothers will always be there, staring and wanting to get on your nerves. The smell of food is delicious, but you can barely eat, not while they torment you. Seven pairs of eyes never leave your face, it's a burden. You wish you could have dinner in peace, just once...