His Unveiled Passion

At the time, Quentin was already 18 and in his final year of high school. With a heavy academic load, he no longer wasted time or energy on bullying his sister. It had been a long while since he last pulled pranks on Naomi.

The high school and middle school divisions were located close to each other. That day, after school, he went with a few classmates to a bookstore just outside campus to buy supplementary materials. As they exited, he heard the sound of someone crying from a nearby alley.

He followed the noise and was shocked to find that the person being bullied was none other than his long-suffering sister.

At that moment, fury surged through him. Quentin was livid. Someone actually had the nerve to bully his sister?

The bullies were middle schoolers, all minors. Reporting them to the police only resulted in a warning, with no real consequences. Still, once he made the call, the matter escalated to the school and Benjamin.

The school promised to conduct a thorough investigation and assured Benjamin that they would follow up on it.

That evening, Quentin confronted Naomi with frustration in his voice after returning home.

"Why didn't you fight back when they hit you?"

Naomi lowered her gaze. Her voice was small and meek, like someone used to being picked on.

"I tried. At first, I did. But I was outnumbered. Fighting back only made it worse."

Quentin's anger flared again. His voice rose slightly.

"Then, why didn't you tell a teacher? Or our parents?"

He almost said, "Why didn't you tell me?" But what right did he have to ask that, when he'd been the first to hurt her?

It hit him all at once. He had been the first person to ever bully her.

for a second before saying

them wouldn't have

me, I told

surged in him like a tidal wave. It felt as if an invisible hand was tightening

long silence, Quentin's eyes

"I'm sorry."

his own

With the Taylor family putting pressure on the school, the truth quickly came

Benjamin signed

day, Quentin patted

with you, hit them back. You're my sister, not some doormat for others to walk

but she

...

left for university,

over three months. Let's see how far you've come. Come on, show me what you've got. Let's have

of them fought until they were drenched in sweat and

over, they sat

That's my sister," he said with

down all the time. People will think you're an easy target.

was a lousy brother. I'm sorry. From now on, I won't

quietly.

she really did