𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍~ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎

♡Chapter-12♡

Third point of view.

"Did you bring what I asked- ..what happened to you?!" Sora's voice rang out, panic creeping into his tone as he rushed towards his sister.

You stood in front of the entrance, your hands on the door, shutting it behind. Clothes were torn and dirty, face marred with cuts and bruises.

"Hey! What happened? Who did this to you?" Sora asked, shaking your shoulders in desperation.

"A bunch of middle schoolers..." Your voice trembled, tears welling up in her eyes as you sobbed uncontrollably.

Before Sora could respond, they both turned to see a man stepping out from the kitchen, wearing an apron and held a spatula in his hand. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of his daughter's battered state.

"Sora, bring me the kit." He instructed.

Sora quickly nodded and darted towards his room, returning almost immediately with the first aid kit in hand.

"Come here, Y/n." The man patted the seat beside him on the couch.

You complied, sitting beside him, your eyes fixed on the floor. The man's hands were steady as he began to clear away the dirt and apply ointment to her wounds.

You hissed from the sting of the antiseptic, but stayed silent.

"Now care to explain what happened?" He asked, his voice calm but laced with concern.

"I was coming back home with the supplies you told me to bring..." You began, voice shaky.

The man nodded, his focus on your wounds.

"...A bunch of middle schoolers came up to me, asking me to hand over the supplies. When I refused, they got really angry... and did this."

"Those bastards." Sora muttered angrily, clenching his fist.

"Sora, don't curse." The man chided, his tone still calm.

"But, Dad-"

"Teach me how to fight, Dad." You suddenly interjected, cutting off your brother. Voice must steadier then before with eyes filled with determination.

"Are you sure, Y/n?" Your father asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes." You replied firmly.

"Okay then."

Sora looked between the two of them, his expression incredulous. "Wait, wait! What?! You agreed that quickly?"

"Is there something wrong with that?" Your father replied with a slight chuckle. "I've been waiting for this moment, actually. I've always wanted to teach both of you."

"Really?" Sora blinked in surprise.

"Yeah!" He grinned.

Sora frowned, crossing his arms. "Wait, you're not counting me in this, are you?"

He tilted his head slightly, placing a hand under his chin. "Sora, you don't want to train with your little sister?"

"I'm not interested. It takes too much effort." Sora replied flatly, his expression deadpan.

Your and your father exchanged a look, disbelief crossing your faces. "Why would I even consider asking?" He muttered, a dramatic sigh escaping his lips.

"Well, there's nothing to expect anyway! He's is just a slacker."  You teased, shaking her head in disappointment.

"Oi! What did you say?!" Sora protested, glaring at her.