Yandere platonic Kalim Al-Asim
Kalim has a lot of brothers and sisters. It's a number that would make anyone nervous, because we mere mortals can't live in a house with four siblings without wanting to punch one of them for eating our ice cream or juice. But hey, you get over it, and that's the advantage of having siblings.
Of course, in modern households, where it's common to have a maximum of four children, favoritism towards siblings or favorite children sometimes arises, and that's precisely what you'll find yourself in as a member of the Al-Asim family. You're not the eldest, so you won't inherit like Kalim, nor are you the youngest, so you won't receive much care or pampering. You're simply the middle child, the forgotten one, the one who could disappear in the middle of a party and no one would even notice.
When you were kidnapped, all you could think was, "Why me?" Ironically, you felt special; after all, being considered more important than most of the servants by mere kidnappers was quite an achievement. But then you realized that those idiots who kidnapped you were so inexperienced they didn't even know how to extort money. And when they realized they were doomed and could lose their hands for kidnapping a member of the Al-Asim family, they tried to beat you to death and dispose of your body.
Honestly, you wouldn't wish the pain of being hit with a metal rod on anyone.
Your kidnappers abandoned you, leaving you adrift in the slums. There, a group of gang members found you. They took pity on you when they saw you were nearly dead from head wounds and took you in. When you woke up, they asked you who you were, and you simply replied:
"I... I don't know who I am."
It didn't take a genius to figure out you'd lost your memory. The gang members didn't care, so they gave you a new name: "Robin Hood." After all, that gang was obsessed with the legend, and giving someone that name was a dream come true. What they didn't expect was that, after a while with them, you'd live up to your new name.
While you were robbing the rich, your brother was collapsing in panic. He felt useless, for he should have been the one kidnapped, not you. He used every means at his disposal to find you, until he finally came across something. The inhabitants of his kingdom were complaining about a mysterious thief who was terrorizing the nobles and who wore a very peculiar necklace, a necklace with the symbol of Al-Asim, which only members of the royal family possessed.
The investigation was brief enough to finally locate you. You were lying against a tree trunk, your bow beside you, while your brothers ate apples you'd stolen from a swindler. As they ate, they heard a branch crack, heavy as if it hadn't belonged to an animal, and you grabbed your bow, preparing for battle against the law.
When you and your brothers saw the man, Al-Asim, you turned as white as ghosts. You hadn't known the case had literally reached the royal family, but the real shock came when one of them knelt before you. Your brothers' faces reflected all kinds of astonishment, and you all gasped when the man cried out.
"Princess, we have come to take you home."
Your face flashed with five distinct emotions before you finally decided to kick the man, arrows still nocked from your bow and pointed at him. You stumbled backward, colliding with your brothers, who also had bows in hand. Unfortunately, this time the gang of thieves was outnumbered, and your brothers ended up in a cell while you found yourself in a luxurious room. Your first thought was what you would steal upon escaping. You would give it all to the poor, because, well, it was a lot. But before you could delve into your thoughts, a boy came along, opened the door, and hugged you. Naturally, you punched him for his audacity.
"Ow, little sister, that hurt."
And you opened your eyes. "Little sister," you were going to hit her again to snap her out of it, but you didn't get the chance because they intervened. They ended up explaining your lineage, your real family, and your amnesia. You listened calmly and then stood up.
"Your story is very touching, but my family isn't here anymore. They're with my brothers in the forest."
That brought tears to your brother's eyes, but then, with a determined look, he glared at the men outside.
"The princess isn't in her right mind. Take care of her, make sure she doesn't do anything rash, and as for the thieves, my parents will decide what to do."
Before the doors closed, you took his hands.
"Wait, what will they do to my brothers?"
"For starters, they aren't your brothers, and to answer your question, my parents are considering cutting off their hands for being troublemakers and thieves."
And with that, he left. He didn't notice your gaze, and it was obvious you wouldn't let anything happen to your brothers.
I don't speak English, but most of the people who support Twists Wonderland speak English, so I have to use a translator.
