Seriously? I'm only ten years old and your dad just adopted me. Do I have a choice?
"Yeah! I'm so happy to have a sister who cares about me!" I faked a cheerful tone, then suddenly became anxious, lowering my head with reddened eyes and nervously twisting the frayed corner of my clothes. "But I guess you don't like me either. No one at the orphanage liked me; they all hated me ... "
Carmen was taken aback, stiffly replying, "I don't hate you."
I instantly stopped pretending to sob and threw my arms around her waist. "That's amazing! My sister doesn't hate me! She likes me!"
Carmen's body went rigid. The next second, she shoved me away, her dark eyes narrowing. "Get lost. Don't touch me unless I say so."
***
Yep, definitely a yandere. Moody as hell.
The wealthy man in the front seat laughed and told Carmen to get along with me. I knew this home was really just for Carmen and me. He was always busy with work, so only Carmen would be around. As long as I could get on the good side of this yandere sister, everything would be fine.