Our Protector ✔ || All of Us are Dead x Reader

Chapter 1

A peaceful night was interrupted by a shout from your mother. You only could stare at the marble floor, your chest was tightened with the tension in the living room that was so thick. You were hoping that your brother is here, at least he can distract your fuming mother and ignorant father with his achievement. The person that promised to take care of you was too far to fulfil his promise, you didn't mad at him.

You were grateful that at least he free from this toxic household. Your mother always tries to downgrade your decision for anything, now she slaps you just because you decide to cut your hair into a short pixie cut. Your father didn't care if you do anything but he didn't stop her because of the hope that treatment will make your mind stronger than anyone.

"You're the failure!" your mother shouted, "I am ashamed that you are my daughter. Why are you not becoming like your brother?!??"

Your cheek stung with pain, but your heart crushed with every word your mother spit with venom in her tone. Your mind only wandered to the certain home that accepts you like their own. Min-Ji's family.

Your mind back to your hell when your mother throws her money at your face, saying, more like shouting that there is no dinner for you and when she insults Min-Ji's family for being ordinary, that makes you snap.

You kick the heavy coffee table with anger bubbling in you, glaring at your parents that shocked. They never saw this rebellious side of yours and for the first time, you scared them. "Don't you dare insult her family from your fucking mouth!" you shouted.

"How dare you shout at your mom!?!! What did they teach you at their house, huh!?!!" your father hissed after being quiet.

You laughed dryly, a cold tone of yours made them realize that you were too hurt, mentally. "I don't know, they teach me a lot, like respect every fucking person, take care of their family member, told them that they're always loved by their parents!" your voice cracked with every word, gritted your teeth with your eyes glistening with anger tear.

The house was in total silence, stunned by the intense fight that occurred almost every night. "If you love so much with that family, get out from my face!" he shouted while your mother was too stunned to speak, "I was so happy that we have to leave you insolent brat alone for a few weeks. When we back home, I would expect that you would apologise to us, understood!?!!"

"I rather die than apologies for something stupid," you replied darkly, earning another slap from your father. This time, the hit leaves a bruise on your lip. Your mother tried to approach you to check your face but you only backed away with a blank face, taking your motorcycle key, your helmet and your hoodie before heading to the door.

"Then, I'll wait for you to die if you don't want to apologise."

"Darling, no!" your mother stopped him while your hand was only inches from the doorknob. "Gladly," you head out, unknowing for you, that's probably the last time met your parents.

With a loud engine from your motorcycle roaring outside the hell that you live in, you were heading to your usual spot whenever there's the night that you need to calm down, CU store. When you arrived, there was no one except the friendly manager that was your brother's friend and a middle-aged lady.

You take off your helmet, wearing a black mask to hide the bruise on your face. You noticed that the woman was uncomfortable with your arrival, maybe because you're towering over her which lead her to a nasty thought of you. She bought a box of cold Coca-Cola, for her children perhaps.

"Like usual, kiddo?" the manager asked you, only nodding as a response. His smile is faltering, knowing you have a tough night because of your frequent visit to his store. "Tough night?" he asked worryingly.