A/N: ~~~ means time skip.

I lean back in my chair and sigh.

It's been years in this orphanage and nobody has adopted me.

I'm starting to lose hope.

In a few years I'll be 18 and they'll kick me out.

Nobody wants to adopt a teenage girl.

They all want to adopt a little kid and stuff like that.

But what about me?

Am I going to be stuck in this orphanage until they kick me out in three years?

I look up at my bedroom door as it creaks open.

"Good news, Y/N. You're getting adopted."

~~~

My name is Y/N M/N Romeave, and I'm the shadow of my new family.

What I don't understand is why a rich and famous family would adopt someone like me.

It makes no sense!

They're always on TV and have perfect lives, so why would they want to adopt?

"Y/N, it's time to go home. I'm your new big brother, Vylad Romeave. You'll meet Garroth and Zane at home."

~~~

"There's something I should tell you before you leave," The caretaker said to Zianna and Garte. "Y/N is recovering from anorexia and depression and has severe anxiety. please take good care of Y/N."

"I promise to protect Y/N from harm." Vylad vows and his parents smile down at him.

"Your going to be a great brother, Vylad."

~~~

"We're home!" Zianna calls as I nervous step across the threshold.

"Hello," A blonde boy- Garroth- greets me. "You must be our new little sister. Welcome to the family."

"Tch. Hi." A boy with black hair- Zane, I think- said and went upstairs.

~~~

"I wonder what could possibly make Y/N have depression, anorexia, AND anxiety." I overheard Zianna whisper as I brought my bags upstairs to the room Garroth said was mine.

"I don't know, but I'm thinking that having three brothers to protect her is a good thing." Garte whispers.

~~~

"Stay away from Groth, loser!"

I fell on the sidewalk as a pink haired snob pushed me down.

"She's my sister." Garroth said and helped me up.

"S-sister?!!" The snob asked.

"I'm adopted." I whisper, my bangs creating a shadow over my eyes.

And just like that I was ignored.

I'm invisible.